I carefully toss Savannah into the passenger seat and buckle her in before running around to the driver’s side. My blood pumps with adrenaline, my skin tingles in anticipation. I’m about to burst out of my skin like The Hulk. My cock is harder than ever. I’m aching for her. She’s quietly giggling when I get in the car.

I reach my hand over to her thigh, and she spreads them. I’m just on her upper thigh, and I can feel her heat. I know she needs this. “Think it’s funny how bad I want you?” My voice is like gravel. One hand gripping the steering wheel shows my knuckles turning white.

I peel out of the parking lot, barreling toward Savannah’s house. I decide to go to her house without asking—it’s closer. Savannah’s thighs are parted. My free hand is underneath her dress, skimming along the inside of her thighs. With each pass, I get closer and closer to pussy. The heat is more intense. The barest tip of my pinky grazes her slit. She moans and spreads her legs wider. Her hand comes over my thigh, moving to my cock. I grip the wheel tightly and force my eyes to stay open. They want to close in bliss.

“Savannah.”

Her head rolls to its side, looking at me. When we pass beneath a street light, I see that her face shows pure desire. For this. For us. “Baby, move your hand. I can’t drive with your hand on my cock.” She squeezes me through my jeans, then releases. I thank God I didn’t have to beg her to release me. I need to get to her house quickly, but safely.

My fingers delve inside her panties, skimming her slit. She is soaked with desire.

“Please, Liam,” she moans, spreading her thighs even farther. She’s rolling her hips, trying to get my hand where she needs it.

“You’re so wet for me, baby. I can’t wait to feel this around my cock.” I slip one finger inside of her, slowly moving in and out. The wind ripping around heightens the intensity. We’re in a wind tunnel, aching to attach to each other and get lost from the world.

“More,” she begs.

I slip another finger inside her, but continue at my leisurely pace. She’s rolling her hips, trying to get my fingers deeper, greedy for a release. I pull them all the way out and smooth them over her clit. She bucks against my hand.

As we get closer to her house, I slip my fingers back inside her, all the way to the knuckle. I finger fuck her hard and fast. She begs for more. I keep her on the edge. Her juices seep on my hand. I curl my fingers inside her, hitting her g-spot. I pull my fingers almost out, leaving her the tips.

She’s crying out in frustration, begging me. “Liam, please. I need you. Please.” Her head is back, her eyes shut tight. I’m doing everything I can to keep my eyes on the road as we approach her neighborhood. Just a couple streets away from pure bliss.

I slam my fingers inside her, curling, hitting that spot again and again. “Give it to me, Savannah. Scream for me, baby.” She’s rocking against me, moaning and crying my name. My name has never sounded so damn good. I hope all the neighbors hear my name on her lips. I feel like a goddamn caveman wanting to claim her. I want everyone to know that this girl is fucking mine.

When we pull onto her street, I strum her clit while I continue to fuck her pussy with my fingers. “Come,” I demand as I pull into her driveway. I hit her g-spot with my fingers, at the same time pinching her clit. She screams in ecstasy. My fingers are out the moment her orgasm waves stop rolling. I run around the side of my Jeep to gather her in my arms.

The sight of her stops me in my tracks. Her head leans back against the headrest, feet up on the seat, legs bent and spread. Her thong is to the side. I see her pussy lips glisten. I toss her over my shoulder for the second time today.

She’s repeating, “So good, Liam. So, so, good. So good. I want more.”

“I’m going to give you a hell of a lot more, baby.”

I drop her to her feet at the front door. She quickly finds her keys and unlocks the door. We rush in, and I close the door with my foot and lift her up. I slam her back into the door and start kissing her. Her legs are wrapped around my waist.

“Harper?” I ask.

“Inventory tonight. We’re alone.”

“Where’s your room?” My fingers are back inside her. Her hand has snaked through our bodies, unbuckling my jeans.

“No time,” she says. “Right here, right now. Please, Liam. Right here.”

She’s rocking against my hand. When I tear my fingers away from her wet pussy, she whimpers.

“Don’t worry, baby. I’m not leaving you hanging. I’m going to fill your tight pussy.” I tear her panties away from her body.

“Fuck me,” she moans.

I have the condom from my wallet rolled onto my cock in record time. I don’t waste time before I slam home.

I cry out in pleasure, she cries out in pain. I freeze. Her tight, wet pussy is gripping me like a vise. I look at her face. Her eyes are screwed shut, except this time it isn’t from ecstasy, she’s in pain. I start pulling out. She cries out again and says, “No, don’t. Give me a second, it’s been a long time.”

I kiss her hard, giving her time to adjust to my size. She starts rolling her hips in time with her tongue. “Ready, baby?” I ask. I know this will be over too quickly. She feels too damn good and I’ve been hard all day, my cock ready for a release.

“Yes, yes,” she cries out, rocking forward.

I start slow, rocking into her, making sure she’s adjusted. She groans in frustration when I don’t go all the way inside her before pulling back. “Harder. Faster. More.”

“I fucking love how vocal you are, baby.” I pull down the front of her dress, baring her tits. One hand squeezes her ass, and I start rolling her nipple with the other—I slam into her, giving her exactly what she wants.

I bend my head, sucking her nipple into my mouth, trying to get her closer and keep my orgasm at bay. I know she’s closer, but she’s not there yet. I leave her nipple to play with her clit, pinching it. “Get there, baby. Can’t hold off much longer.” I’m fucking her in long, deep, hard strokes.

“I can’t believe how good you feel, Savannah. I want to fuck every damn inch of your body. Your pussy feels so good around me.” Her walls flutter around my cock as she edges closer to orgasm. Against her nipple, I tell her, “Come on my cock, baby. Fucking squeeze me, let me feel you.” I suck her nipple into my mouth, playing with the tip. I rub steady circles against her clit. I don’t take my eyes off her face.

She’s looking into my eyes as she leaps over the edge. “Liam,” she cries out. I don’t let go of her nipple or clit as I continue to fuck her through her orgasm.

“Now, you give me yours,” she whispers against my lips before I start kissing her. Three more hard pumps, and I spill into her, fucking her hard through my orgasm.

I’m spent, ready to collapse. I hold her close. The condom is on my cock, still half-hard; we’re both dressed. My head rests on her shoulder. I’m ready to carry her to bed and sleep with her tucked against me all night.

“Where’s your room, gorgeous?”

She pushes her hands against my chest. I lean my chest away from her, but we’re still connected. “I don’t think that’s a good idea.” She won’t look me in the eye, so I force her chin over to look at me.

“What’s not a good idea?”

“You staying. This was, um...” She looks around, avoiding my gaze. Worry starts to build in my chest. “It was fun and spectacular. That was the best orgasm I’ve ever had. Well, orgasms including what happened in the car ... both times.”

I’m happy, knowing this. She did the same for me. I’ve never needed someone this way. I’ve never come so hard in my life.

She continues, causing my happiness to fade quickly. “I think you should go.”

“Baby, I’m still inside you. I don’t want to leave. I want to sleep tonight with you tucked under my arm.”

“I don’t think I’m ready for that.”

“Again, I’m still inside you, but you’re not ready to sleep next to me?”

“No,” she says, looking down. I use my fingers to bring her chin up, and her gaze slowly follows.

“That’s okay. I want to sleep next to you, but I respect your space.” As much as I want to go for another round, I will respect her. I’ll give her everything she needs and show her she might need me, too. I kiss her lips softly as I pull out of her. I groan from the sensation, already missing her inviting heat. “Where’s your bathroom?”

She points down the hall.

I clean up, wrap the condom in toilet paper, and toss it in the trashcan. I return from the bathroom to find her pacing back and forth in front of the door, biting her thumbnail. “Are you okay, Savannah? Was it too much?”

“No,” she answers before she sighs. “Maybe. Like I said, it’s been a long time, and this is just a lot. I had fun, but I don’t want to disappoint you if I can’t offer you what you want.”

I step closer to her, stopping her in her tracks. I wrap her in a hug, kiss the top of her head, and whisper into her hair, “Sweetheart, we will go as slow or fast as you need. Don’t regret tonight. It was amazing.”

She melts into me, wrapping her arms around my waist. “I don’t regret it.”

I pull back just enough to see her face and kiss her deeply. “It’s taking everything I have to leave you.”

“Thank you, Liam.” She rises on her toes and kisses me once more before opening the door. I step out on the porch, pulling her back into me kissing her with everything I can’t say.