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LUCY“Thank you again for paying for the prescription, Lu. You know I hated having to call you,” my mom tells me through my phone’s speaker.I sigh as I sit back in the seat of my Bronco, waiting for a group of joggers to pass in front of me. It’s another beautiful morning in the Hamptons. There are a lot of people already out enjoying the weather despite the early hour as I drive to Dolores’s farm stand.“Mom, you don’t have to keep thanking me. Of course I was going to make sure Dad got whatever meds he needed.”“I just feel bad with all this money you keep sending home. Are you sure you don’t need it?”I wince at the sadness and remorse in Mom’s voice. I know how much she hates asking for money, but she doesn’t understand that I wouldn’t be able to have any of this if she hadn’t let me pursue my dreams for a year before returning to Virginia. It’s really nothing to send money home. I make far more than I could’ve ever imagined now that I work for Cal.“I don’t need it, Mom,” I assu

LUCY“Cal, you really don’t need to do this,” I insist for what feels like the tenth time.Cal doesn’t listen to me. He keeps his phone pressed to his ear as he talks to someone on the other end. We’d been looking over the vegetables at Dolores’s farm stand when Cal had asked me why I drove instead of riding my bike. I told him that my basket was broken and I didn’t have the storage I needed to get the food back to his house.By the time we checked out with Dolores and were walking back to our cars, he declared I needed to ride with him because he had somewhere to take me.Turns out that somewhere was a local bike shop, where he insisted I pick out a brand-new bike. We’ve been standing in the aisle for a while now as I wait for him to accept that I’m not letting him buy me a bike.Cal turns and talks under his voice for another minute before he faces me once again. “Which bike are you picking out, Lucy baby?”I stare at him with my mouth wide open. The man really is stubborn and not l

LUCYMy heart races in my chest as I rush through the double doors that lead from Cal’s porch into the kitchen. I can hear him running after me, but I don’t look back.I run as fast as I can, my laughter echoing off the walls of his house as I run down the hallway. I don’t even know where I’m going; I just know I’m trying to prevent him from catching me for as long as possible.It doesn’t work. I’m halfway down the hallway that leads to his room when his arm snakes around my waist.“Got you,” Cal growls against my ear.“I really didn’t mean to get your clothes dirty,” I tell him, my lips twitching with a smile he can’t see from behind me.His chest shakes against my back with a throaty laugh. “That might be true, but you knew exactly what you were doing when you got me all wet.”Taking me by surprise, he grabs my waist and spins me to face him. In one fluid motion, he steps forward and presses my back into the wall.My eyes flick down to where his wet shirt clings to the outline of hi

LUCYCal’s tongue presses against my fingers as he takes them into his warm mouth. He sucks hard, lapping my fingers clean of my arousal. The gesture makes me moan and the space between my legs throb.He’s busy twirling his tongue along my fingers, giving me the chance to reach between us and finally touch him.I pull my hand from his mouth seconds before air hisses through his teeth as my fingers wrap around his length. He’s so thick I can’t even get my fingertips to touch.“Fuck.” He lets out a whimper when I begin to pump up and down.The sound drives me wild, making me want to squeeze a little harder as I move up and down his length. I want to get more sounds just like that out of him.“I don’t know if you’re going to fit inside me,” I announce, voicing my fears out loud. He’s big, both in length and girth. I don’t know how I’m going to take all of him, but I desperately want to try.He lets out a low groan at my words, or maybe it’s my hand continuing to pump up and down his leng

LUCYBeing on top has never felt good for me before. It always felt like a lot of work and killed whatever buildup I had for an orgasm.But with Cal, I already know it won’t be like that.I move my hips up and down once, testing what it feels like in this new position. A soft moan leaves my lips as my eyes roll back in my head from the pleasure.Being on top is a totally different feeling. He stretches me all over again, but this time, I feel even more full of him. The position puts him even deeper inside me—something I didn’t think was possible.It’s almost too much.My hair falls down my back as I begin to rock up and down at a steady rhythm. The one I pick must be good because Cal lets out a moan that I feel throughout my entire body.I didn’t know a man could make noises that sounded so sexy, but every raspy moan and groan from him makes me come undone.“You’re so deep,” I tell him, my words coming out breathless. Until now, he’s done all of the work, but I still feel like I’ve ru