Willow’s face was half-illuminated by the fairy lights the gardener put up every spring. He grinned, looking dangerous. “So, lie still. Quit being difficult.”

“Yes, sir.”

Despite the uncertainty thrumming through her, Eden made herself relax as Willow settled on top of her. He forced her hands over her head, spreading her thighs with his knees. He reached between her legs and with a squeak of fabric, her flesh-coloured thong was gone.

“Willow!” she said like some shocked old lady.

He moved down her body, lowering his mouth to her pussy and inhaling loudly. “That’s it. I can smell you.”

Eden whimpered. “What are you going to do to me?”

“You’ll see.”

He cupped her ass, raising her up slightly and burying his face between her legs. His tongue flashed against her—but not in the place she expected. Eden waited for him to autocorrect, but he tilted her further back, giving himself better access to her asshole. It was no accident; he was rimming her.

Eden pressed a hand to her burning cheek. She was parked in front of her parents’ house and a man most Australians would recognise had his tongue in her ass. “Willow!”

He raised his head. “Be a good girl and rub your clit for me.”

“But—”

“Now.”

Eden trailed a hand down her stomach, stroking between her legs. The stimulation of Willow’s tongue was strange. It could never make her come but when combined with her own light touches, her body throbbed. Soon an orgasm seemed not only possible but inevitable. Still, she never got off that easily. Willow sat up, swiping a hand over his mouth. “You’re ready.”

She paused, strokes away from coming. She certainly didn’t feel ready. “What do you mean?”

His finger brushed where his tongue had been, pressing gently. “What do you think? You wanna get fucked in the ass?”

Eden paused. She liked anal and it wouldn’t be her first time, but Willow was big. What if he hurt her? Not to mention they were on her parents’ front lawn.

She opened her mouth to say no, then remembered David, smirking at Willow, telling him about her throuple, mocking her drinking. Fuck him. Fuck all of them. Getting fucked in the ass was wholesome compared to what happened in that house.

“Yes,” she told Willow. “Fuck me.”

He let out a low groan. His finger pushed deeper inside her, snapping her into her body. Into the present.

“Okay,” she whispered. “Do it now. Fast.”

“I’ll take as long as I need to.”

Willow withdrew, pulling something from his pocket. It looked like the little packets of wasabi you got at sushi cafes. He tore it open with his teeth.

“What’s that?” she asked, a little nervous it might be wasabi.

“Lube.”