Joshua knocked as I cut open the last avocado. I hurried to the door and swung it open. He was wearing a black t-shirt and black jeans and he looked as good as I'd imagined him looking all day. "I hope you like guacamole." I turned back to the kitchen and he walked inside and closed the door.

"I'm pretty sure guacamole is up there with ice cream on most people's favorite food lists."

"That's good. The market down the street had a ton that were so ripe they needed to be eaten today, so the store owner practically begged me to take some. And I thought—guacamole. There's cold beer in the fridge."

Joshua scooted past me to the refrigerator and leaned inside to grab a beer.

"Did your day get any better after the muffin tragedy?"

I tossed the chunks of avocado into the bowl. "Much. Especially after I talked to you. How about your day?"

Joshua opened the beer and smiled just enough to move his beard. "I've had better, but your call was definitely the highlight."

"Oh? I'm sorry to hear that. Not the part about the phone call. That part is nice to hear. Plus, it helps me not feel too silly about the fact that I sat around with starry eyes just daydreaming about you for the rest of the day. When the puppy eater walked through on her pin pointed heels, I put my fingers on the keyboard and pretended to be busy. But I was just writing the word Butthead over and over again." I tossed some salt into the bowl and pulled in a breath as his arm snaked around me.

Joshua pushed his hard body up against mine. He pushed my hair aside to expose the tattoo on my neck. "Rebel, Rebel," he muttered quietly before kissing the ink stained skin. His hand slid up to my breasts. "Hmm, no bra. Saves us a step." His fingers teased my nipples, tugging gently at them as his cock pushed against my bottom. "I think that guacamole is going to have to wait."

I tilted my head to the side, inviting him to kiss my neck again. The warmth of his mouth on my skin sent a shiver through me.

"So . . . exactly what were you daydreaming about, baby?" His voice was deep and raspy.

I put down the utensils and rested my head back against his shoulder. "Strangely enough, there were no avocadoes in my daydream." I mewled lightly as his hand swept down below my shorts. "But the rest is pretty much spot on. Almost as if you've been reading my mind."

I reached up and curled my hand around the back of his head, arching my back and pressing my breasts harder against his hand and my ass harder against his cock. His erection strained against the fabric of his pants, begging for release.

"Take me right here, Josh," I said on a breathy whisper. "I've been wet for you all damn day."

His growl vibrated the skin on my neck. "Fuck, baby, that's all I need to hear." His hands slid down my arms. He took hold of my wrists and braced them against the edge of the counter. He yanked down my shorts and panties and grabbed my hips. I gasped as his mouth pressed against my naked ass. He ran his tongue along the bare skin, tracing it along the tattoo on my hip. "Don't move." The zipper on his jeans opened and they dropped to the floor. "Looking at you braced against that counter is making my dick so fucking hard." He groaned as he took a firm hold of my hips. His foot wedged between my feet and nudged them apart. He pulled my ass so that it jutted out even more.

His warm body leaned over me and he kissed my shoulders and my back as his hand circled around me and pushed between my legs. He lifted his mouth to my ear. "Is this what you want, baby?" His fingers curled into the moisture pooling in my pussy.

"Yes," I mewled. "Yes." I pushed my ass harder against him, silently begging him to end my agony. But he teased my clit with his thumb, thrumming it until all I could think about was coming. "Please, Joshua."

He bit the edge of my ear a little harder than I expected. "Feel this, baby?" his finger impaled me. "That's what I'm going to do to you with my cock." He pressed his cock between the cheeks of my ass.

"Please, Josh." My breath came in steady, short spurts, and my head felt dizzy from it all.

I cried out as he pushed a second and then third finger inside of me, all the while teasing me from behind with the warm, slick tip of his cock. I'd never had anal sex, but I found myself pushing against the pressure of his cock as it wedged against the tight puckered hole. My pulse raced at the thought of him penetrating me in every intimate way. I knew I'd never say no to Joshua. I wanted him, all of him.

"Tell me it's always been me, Rebel. Tell me there's not ever been anyone else. Just me."

His fingers dipped into the wetness as his cock pushed against me. "Tell me, Rebel, Rebel. Tell me what I need to hear."

"It's you, Josh. It's always been you. Since I can remember, it's always been you."

I moaned in disappointment as he withdrew his fingers and pulled his cock from between the cheeks of my ass. My legs shook from pushing against him. Then he nudged my feet even farther apart. I nearly lost my grip on the counter as he pulled my ass out farther. He thrust his cock into my pussy, and his hands spread my ass wide. He teased the tight puckered hole with his thumb, using the precum left behind by his cock as a lubricant.

My body trembled. The sensations started deep in my pussy and then unfurled into a long, shuddering orgasm.

"Josh! Oh, Joshua!"

I braced myself against the counter as he pumped into me, each movement growing more urgent until his groan echoed off the kitchen wall. He held me hard against him as he came.

My arms and legs were shaking as if I'd done a thousand push-ups. I turned into his arms and let him hold me up. I kissed his mouth. "I thought you were going to give me my first anal sex experience."

"You're not quite ready for that." He swept me into his arms and carried me out to the bed. "But we could have a lot of fun prepping you for that if you're up for it." He lowered me onto the bed.

I scooted over to make room for him. I hopped up on my elbow and ran my fingers along his chest. "I don't think I'd say no to anything if you're the one suggesting it." I reached up and pushed his hair back off his face. "Because it's all true, Josh. It's always been you. Even when I knew I could never have you, I figured at least I'd have you in my life." I lowered my mouth to his. "It's always been you, Butthead."

He wrapped his arms around me and pulled my mouth down to his.