We go straight from Belle’s bookshop to the Jeep, waiting on a side street for us. Beckett and I make Bianca wait a few feet away while we quickly check it for explosives, then all climb in. Beckett drives, Bianca rides shotgun, and I sit in the back.

As we leave town and get back on the narrow, rutted road that leads to the hunting cabin, I’m still keyed up. Even though the threat turned out to be nothing at all, it still left an unpleasant taste in my mouth.

Now I know how easy it would be to actually steal her away, and the thought makes my blood run cold.

In the rearview mirror, I see Beckett make a face at me. I scowl back, still lost in thought.

“Nothing happened,” he points out.

“I know,” I mutter.

We’re on the dirt road, all three of us slightly jostled as Beckett drives up it, a little faster than I’d like, but I don’t say anything. I’d probably be driving hell-for-leather right now too, just to get her back to the safe cabin where I know the doors lock properly.

Sitting in the front seat, Bianca turns toward me. She slides the seat all the way back, lets it down a little.

“I’m sorry,” she says, her big eyes wide. “Please don’t blame Beckett, it’s not his fault, I just saw that guy standing there while I was alone, and... I freaked.”

We go over a big bump in the road, and despite myself — despite the danger still rattling through my veins — I watch the way her tits bounce under her dress, her nipples half-hard against the fabric.

I look back at her face, and now she’s smiling, her smile a little wicked.

“You’re not trained in any of this,” I mutter. “You’re a civilian, you can’t be expected to...”

She’s still grinning wickedly, her fingers at the top button of her dress, slowly undoing it.

“I’m fine,” Bianca whispers. “Take your mind off it.”

“Hey, I’m driving,” Beckett says, his head turning lightning-fast between the road and Bianca, now on the second button.

“Don’t crash,” she purrs, undoing yet another one as we go over a bump, tits bouncing deliciously again.

I’m pretty sure she’s not wearing a bra as her fingers undo the last few, the bodice of her dress now totally undone. She bites her lip and rubs her hands over the fabric covering her, shadows all that I can see through the open slit.

“You’re the one who lost her,” I growl at Beckett, reaching forward and pulling the dress open.

I was right. No bra, just her perfect, luscious breasts with their rosy nipples, stiff against the air, perfectly framed by the bodice. They bounce and sway with the motion of the Jeep, and I’m instantly rock-hard.

I reach out, caress one between my fingers as Bianca leans sideways in her seat, the seatbelt off. The pebbled skin is soft beneath my fingers, and I can already see her wicked smile fading, that look of pure lust coming onto her face.

Our dirty girl is insatiable, and I love it. I love that she can’t get enough of us, that even now she wants us, taking her top off while we’re still bouncing down a dirt road through the forest.

“Good thing there’s no other people on this road,” I say, leaning forward so I can grab her tits with both hands, squeezing and kneading.

Bianca arches her back, her breath quickening. I swear the dress she’s wearing was made for sex, and there’s something so dirty about that that I want to explode.

“Why’s that?” she whispers.

I lean further forward, squeezing her perfect breasts hard with my hands, capturing her mouth with mine. She moans, putting her hands on mine and helping me squeeze, pushing her tits against me.

“Because I can’t wait to get home to fuck you,” I whisper back.

Her lust-filled eyes dart over to Beckett, who’s slowed the car, eyes darting back and forth between us and the road, and I laugh as I lower my head to her ear, her neck.

“We can always show him what he’s missing and maybe he’ll get a turn when we get home,” I murmur in her ear. “Think you’d like that, Princess? One of us after the other?”

She bites her red lip between her teeth, and I put one hand on her knee, sliding my hand up her thigh.

“I already have,” she reminds me.

Beckett floors it over another bump, and all three of us fly into the air a little, landing with an oof.

“It’s too dangerous to fuck in the car,” Beckett growls, but I just laugh.

“Scoot forward,” I tell Bianca, and she does.

In moments I’m in her seat, pulling her onto my lap, her legs wide around mine. I’ve got a nipple in one hand and in the other I’m pulling her skirt up, seeking her wetness with my fingers.

I find it easily, and Bianca moans, writhing on my lap.

“You didn’t wear a bra or panties,” I murmur in her ear. “Don’t you want to show him? Prove that all along you wanted to get fucked before we got back home?”

She’s half-coy, half-innocent as she pushes her skirt over her thighs, then her hips. I pull her legs apart, and I know that Beckett can see that she’s bare, can smell how turned on she is right now, even if he can’t quite see her pink lips.

But just in case, I run two fingers between them, opening her for us both. I’m taunting him, and I know it, but he lost her.

This is his punishment.

“I’m not surprised,” I tell her. “You’re so wet you’re soaking my pants through, and we’re not even halfway there.”

I knead her breasts. She gasps, moans, and I’m that much harder for knowing she planned this.

Bianca reaches back, arching off the seat, and undoes my pants, reaches in. She sits right in front of my cock and leans back, the pressure of our bodies together lighting me on fire.

“You don’t seem to mind,” she murmurs back.

In the driver’s seat, Beckett growls. Bianca reaches over, strokes one thigh, and he nearly drives off the road. I shove my pants further down, and suddenly we’re skin-to-skin and I’m done waiting.

I lift Bianca up. Her hand comes off Beckett’s thigh, grabs the car door for support, and I lower her right onto my cock.

“Kieran,” she gasps, her head tilting back. Almost automatically, she puts one hand to a breast, pinching her own nipple.

Beckett growls again. Now he’s not doing much more than glancing at the road while he stares at Bianca.

“Did you think about my cock every time a breeze went up your skirt?” I ask into her ear. “Every time your skirt swished against your thigh, did you wish it was my hand, reaching for your swollen little pussy?”

“Yes,” she moans. “God, I love the way you feel.”

Beckett’s got an erection the size of Mount Everest.

Good. This is what he gets for nearly losing her.

We go over a bump and Bianca bounces on my lap, forcing me even deeper, and she gasps, clutching at the car door.

“Oh, fuck,” she breathes, the words almost reverent, both hands on her tits now. “Oh God, Kieran, fuck me just like that.”

I dig my hands into her hips and grind her down onto me, feeling her pussy stretch and flex, fluttering with every bump we go across as she moans like crazy. Before I know it, she’s leaning back onto me, writhing and arching, and I’m fucking her hard while barely moving at all, the dirt road below us doing all the work.

It’s fucking good. It’s new. No one’s ever ridden my cock as we drove down a bumpy dirt road before, but it’s fucking incredible. The way that I can feel every millimeter of Bianca’s pussy as she moans, the way every rut and bump pushes me deeper than before. The way she’s practically impaled on my cock, helpless with pleasure.

“I’m gonna come,” Bianca whimpers, her pussy clenching around me yet again, the soft sensations making the heat pool in my belly. “Kieran, fuck me until I come.”

The car swerves and slows, Beckett glancing over yet again, one hand off the wheel and reaching for Bianca’s thigh. She looks at him through heavy-lidded eyes, a moan on her red lips, as he grabs her knee, pulls it toward him, opening her thighs even further.

He crawls his hand up toward her clit, still glancing at the road every so often. I’m half afraid he’s going to run us into a tree, but I don’t even care at this point. Bianca’s head goes back on my shoulder as he starts rubbing her swollen clit, wet with her juices, and she moans at the roof of the Jeep.

“Oh God,” she moans. “I love it when you both fuck me.”

I grab her knee, lift her leg over the console so she’s straddling me at an angle, her back still against me, but now Beckett has a perfect view of my thick cock inside Bianca while he rubs her clit.

“We’re not both fucking you,” I tell her. “Not yet.”

“I want you to,” she breathes.

The thought nearly sends me over the edge: Beckett in one hole, my cock in the other, Bianca between us coming so hard she can barely move.

We go over a hard bump, shoving my cock deep inside Bianca, and she makes a noise that’s half-moan, half-scream of pleasure as she’s still kneading her own breasts, riding my cock in the car while Beckett massages her clit, one leg slung over the center console.

It’s nearly pornographic, except it’s only for us. It’ll only ever be for us.

“I’m gonna come,” she gasps. “Make me come, please.”

Beckett careens around a curve in the bumpy road. We’re nearly there, and just as I realize that Bianca’s body shakes, her moans twice as loud.

Her pussy spasms around me, so tight it nearly hurts, her back arching as she cries out wordlessly.

“I knew you fucking liked this,” I growl into her ear, so close myself that my cock feels like heated steel. “I knew how bad you needed us to fuck you before you even got home.”

Bianca just moans again, her eyelids fluttering, her hips bucking and writhing as she moves on top of me, pussy practically milking my cock.

I last one more second, and then I burst inside her. I grab her by the hips, hold her down so I’m as deep inside her as I can possibly get, and I fill her sweet pussy with stream after stream of come, this glorious terrible road doing all the work.

“I love it when you come inside me,” she whispers, her eyelids lowering now, her voice soft and mewling and needy even as she’s still pinching and rolling her nipples, hips still moving on top of me.

Beckett takes his hand off her, wrenches the wheel around a turn, and suddenly the cabin is there in front of us. He pulls up in front, brakes hard, and shuts off the car as fast as he possibly can.

Then he leans over, grabs Bianca’s head, and kisses her hard while I’m still inside her.