I reached down to run my damp fingers along the hollow between her breasts and gently pushed her onto her back. I’d have given anything to have pulled off the road and taken her right there… but that was no way for a girl to experience her first time… And Dean was driving the van right directly in front of us…I shifted, trying to ease way too much rigid cock back into my jeans. I zipped up uncomfortably, and shook my head at the sweet disappointment on her face whens she looked up at me.

I should have put a stop to this game a long time ago. Maybe it was the freedom of the open road, maybe it was the sweet-hot taste of my Maggie… She was seductive as hell, a virgin to boot… More than any man could stand…

I simply couldn’t stop myself…

I kept one hand tight on the wheel and my eyes on the road, but I unzipped her shorts and slipped my whole hand inside her panties. There wasn’t a goddamned innocent thing about the look in her deep, brown eyes, as I used my fingertips to spread her slippery juices up over her clit. It was hard and thick, like me, and I rubbed her in slow, delicious circles.

“No, baby,” I ordered firmly, as she arched and reached up to touch me. “No distracting the driver…

Put your hands under your ass and keep them there,” I demanded. “Or I’ll have to stop…” I pressed her clit tight and stroked harder. “You don’t want me to stop…?”

“Oh… Christ… Joe…,” she gasped out. I was torturing her and I knew it, but she did what I told her. “Don’t stop… oh God… don’t stop…”

I eased up on the gas, enough to focus on Maggie, but without falling too far behind the others. I needed to see her when she came… I wanted to know what she needed… what she liked. The girl might never have had a man’s cock inside her, but she was no stranger to orgasms. I could tell by her breathing… the way she responded to my touch. In minutes, she was so close.

“I want you, Maggie,” my words sounded almost like a threat. They hissed through my teeth and made her arch hard in my lap. “There’s no going back now. It doesn’t matter whether it’s wrong anymore.” I curved my fingers inside her and used my thumb on her clit. She was soaking… her thighs spread apart for me…

“There’s going to be a place, baby… when there’s no one around…” I felt her walls clenching with the first hard frenzy of her release. “No one to stop us.” She cried out as I met her thundering climax with a desperate intensity of my own.

“I’m going to fuck you, baby… Nobody but me…”

“And with everything I’ve got…”

* * *

Her climax seemed to linger on forever. I wanted it to.

It seemed she could have orgasm after orgasm… All I needed to do was shift the angle of my fingers, the pressure I used to touch her. By the time she’d collapsed in exhaustion, I’d been fucking close to coming myself, just from watching. I’d never experienced anything like her.

I shook my head. It had been a goddamned irresponsible thing to do, on a hundred different levels, but I didn’t regret a second. This had gone way beyond right or wrong. Beyond Dean’s disapproval, or even Bess’s. Maggie was grown now. My woman. And I was going to be the man to bring her into the full awareness of that womanhood. My claim had been made.

She slept easily in my lap as I drove on, and a whisper of conscience rose up. She was twenty-two, but that was still so damned young. In sleep, she looked even younger.

Thunder rolled in the distance and I scanned the flat, empty land that stretched for miles. Dark clouds were building in every direction, but we’d be pulling into town within the hour. We should be well into unpacking the trucks before the rains came. Though the sky was dark, it had none of the eerie, green coloring that warned of a developing twister.

Maggie turned and snuggled her face into the aching bulge of my crotch. I tipped my head back and let out a long, unsteady breath and felt perspiration trickle down my back. There was another, closer boom of thunder…

It was going to be a long, hot fucking summer.