“Shit, Harley. You’re as ornery as ever, aren’t you?”

She dangled the keys in front of him. “You wanna call me names, or you want to take me for a drive?”

“You’re going to let me drive it?”

She shrugged. “Why not?”

“Fuck” was all Cody could think to say. He was speechless. It wasn’t until he took the keys out of her hand that he remembered…he didn’t exactly know how to drive. Shit. “Hey, Harley.”

“Yeah?” She was already on her way around to the passenger side.

“I don’t have a license to drive a car.”

Peals of feminine laughter floated through the air. When she caught her breath, she said, “I forgot you got locked up so young. Do you know how to drive?”

“Is it automatic?”

She busted up laughing again, Before he knew it, the keys were taken from his hand and she gave him a little smack on the ass and said, “Buckle up and hold on, baby boy, you’re in for the ride of your life.”

Cody got into the passenger seat and pulled the seatbelt across his lap. Harley had them on the road leading to the front gates before he got it buckled. She kept it at a decent speed until they passed the guard gate but as soon as they hit the pavement, she floored it. She took that car from 25 to 80 in under a minute on the straightaway leading into the curves that went up into the hills. He watched with fascination as she downshifted for the tight curves and then shifted up into third gear and accelerated in every straightaway. At one point they were doing 100 miles an hour. It was like a direct shot of adrenaline, and Cody was having the time of his life. Harley didn’t stop smiling, even when she had to feather the brakes as they came into the curves. The car drove smoothly, like they were floating on air. It was the closest thing to flying that Cody had ever experienced. Harley drove a good twenty miles up into the hills before suddenly pulling the steering wheel hard to the left and bringing the car around 180 degrees so that they were facing the other direction. Then she pulled the car off the road into one of the turnouts, turned off the ignition, and looked over at Cody. “What do you think?”

“That was fucking awesome.”

She giggled. “It was, huh? Speed is as addictive as meth, I think. I’ve never done meth, but they say one taste and you’re hooked. That’s how I felt the first time my uncle let me take the car out and drive fast.”

“I take it your father didn’t know about it?”

“No, not when my uncle let me do it. He did find out about my need for speed when I got a ticket doing 105 in a 55 zone.”

“Shit. Did he lock you in a closet?”

“No. He took away my keys. I hot-wired the car the following weekend, and I’ll be damned if I didn’t get stopped again. That time I was only doing 85, but it was in a construction zone. The car got towed and I got taken home in the back of a police car. The parental units were furious. I was grounded for months and when the car got out of impound, Dad sold it. I didn’t get to drive again until I was eighteen.”

“How old were you when the cops brought you home?”

“It was two weeks after my sixteenth birthday.”

Cody laughed and shook his head. “It’s a miracle you didn’t give your old man a heart attack.”

“I’m only twenty-four,” she said as she unbuckled her seatbelt. “There’s still time.” As she talked, she climbed over the center console and before Cody knew it, she was in his lap, facing him. His body responded before his brain even realized what was happening. “Speed makes me horny. Have you ever got your rocks off in a car?”

“No, but I’m ready,” he said with a grin.

“There’s nothing better than a quickie in the front seat of a Mustang.”

“I’ll take your word for it,” he told her just before her lips came crashing down on his. That kiss would have been enough. It was a hot, mouths wide open, tongues ramming down the back of throats kind of kiss. It was the best fucking kiss Cody had ever had in his life, and his cock was hard as a rock by the time she pulled back and smiled down at him. Her breasts were right at eye level, and he’d been thinking about them since he’d first seen her that afternoon. He let his hands slide up her waist, taking her shirt with them. She lifted her arms and let the shirt slip over her head. She was wearing a white lacy bra and her breasts were swollen over the top of it. He leaned forward and rested his face between them. She smelled so fucking good. While he was inhaling her she reached back and unhooked the bra. He lifted his face up and watched those gorgeous tits fall out as she wiggled the bra straps off down her arms.

“Fuck…me…”

She giggled. “That’s what I’m about to do.”

He raised his hands up and caught the weight of her breasts in his hands. He put his lips on one of her nipples and she moaned, loudly. He started to suck and she wrapped her hands around the back of his head and held him tightly to her chest, almost suffocating him. When she was ready for him to change breasts, she simply pulled him off one and moved him over to the other. Cody was devouring those big, pink nipples like a starving man, and one of his hands had slipped down between their legs and he was rubbing her pussy through her jeans. He could feel the hot, wet spot that proved she was as excited as he was. She finally pulled his face off her tits and back up to her mouth. She gave him another long, erotic kiss, this time sucking on his bottom lip and running her tongue back and forth across it. His cock ached underneath her as she ground herself down into him.

While they kissed, she reached down with one hand and unbuttoned and unzipped her jeans. Once that was done he grabbed the waistband of them and she rose up enough for him to pull them down. He could smell how excited she was in the cramped space and it was like an aphrodisiac that he didn’t need. He could feel his own wet spot forming on the front of his jeans as she twisted and turned, trying to get one of her legs out of her jeans and panties. He was mesmerized by her for a few seconds. He only came back down to earth when he felt her hands go to the button of his jeans.

“Get them off,” she demanded. He didn’t hesitate. She lifted herself up enough again for him to pull down his jeans and shorts. They landed around his knees and he left them there, grabbing her by the waist and bringing her back down on his lap so that his now naked cock was pressing into her. “Damn, baby,” she muttered as she put her hands in his lap and wrapped her hot palms around his throbbing cock. “It’s as big as the rest of you.” She kissed him again, and this time he sucked her bottom lip into his mouth. He loved the way she was moaning and squirming around on his lap. She finally held him in her right hand and lined him up with the open lips of her pussy. She lifted slightly and then let her lower half drop down, impaling herself on his cock. They both cried out when that happened. He felt like his cock was wrapped up in a tight, wet, silk glove.

“Fuck.”

She giggled again. “You have a potty mouth.”

Cody chuckled. “I just don’t have any other words for this.”

That got her started moving. She threw her pretty auburn head back and started grinding her hips into his, lifting her ass up and then dropping down to meet him as he brought his hips up off the seat. Cody thrust up into her hard and fast. He was still mildly in shock that this was happening, but she sure as fuck felt real. He held onto her smooth thighs and squeezed them, letting his thumbs graze her engorged clit as he did. She screamed out his name every time he did that, and he fucking loved it. They were slapping the leather seat hard with each thrust and rocking the car so hard that Cody pictured it jumping up and down on its tires from the outside. Cody pressed his head back into the headrest and looked up. That was when he realized he could see the stars and the moon through the sunroof. For some reason that only fueled his lust and he began to fuck her harder and faster. He got so into it that his knees would come up and slam into the dash with every thrust. He was going to be bruised tomorrow, but right at that moment he didn’t give a fuck about anything except for the beautiful woman riding his cock, and his impending orgasm. Harley dug her fingernails into his shoulders, hard enough to draw blood as she let out a wild, animalistic sound. He felt the gush of warm fluid on his thighs just as his own orgasm knocked the wind right out of him. They rocked back and forth together in that bucket seat until neither of them had a drop left and then Harley dropped her head into his shoulder and said:

“Fuck…me…” Cody used what was left of his own breath to laugh. She was too fucking much.