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Every rise and fall, every clench of her pussy walls, has me nearing the finish line. I know I can last longer than this, but the need to be with her like this has been growing for so long, and mixed with the excitement of the moment, it all has me so worked up.

And the look on her face doesn't help. The way her lips part in pleasure, her face morphed into ecstasy.

“Fuck, you're so big,” she moans. “Feels so damn good. Hitting just the right spot.”

“That's it, baby. Look at you. So fucking sexy. Ride my cock, Rylee. I want you to cum on it, own it.”

“Oh, God,” she whimpers, working herself faster.

Bringing my hand down between us, I gently rub her clit. She cries out, her body almost collapsing on top of me. “Come on, baby. You can do it,” I tell her. “You're doing so good. Cum for me.”

“Trevor,” she whines, and I can tell she’s getting tired.

So, with my free hand, I help move her hips back and forth. “I’m close,” she tells me. “God, please, don’t stop.”

“I can tell,” I groan. “Your walls are quivering around me, Rylee. You’ve got this, baby. Cum for me. That's a good girl.”

“Fuck!” she screams, her forehead crashing onto my shoulder as her body locks up. She cums hard, her pussy clamping down around me, squeezing me for everything that I have.

“Rylee,” I groan, as I follow after her. I cum hard, jets of cum filling her up. I'm overcome by so much pleasure, to the point I feel like I’m going to pass out.

She writhes in my arms, moaning and whimpering as she shakes from her release.

“Fucking hell,” I breathe out, feeling like I just ran a marathon. Hands down, that was the best sex of my life, and it was only in a car. Imagine what it will be like when we have more room.

“So damn good,” she laughs out, taking in a breath.

I smile, my eyes closed as I hold her in my arms. The car smells of sex and sweat as I run my hand up and down her back. We’re joined together, my cum leaking out of her and onto my thighs, but I don’t care. I would stay like this forever if I could.

When she lifts her head, I smile up at her and brush the sweaty red hair off her forehead.

“Hi.”

“Hi.” She smiles sleepily.

“That was amazing.”

“Beyond amazing.” She sighs. We look around and laugh, seeing that the car is now fogged up.

A knock at the window has us both freezing, eyes widening. “Police. I’m giving you two minutes to get decent, then I need you to step out of the car.”

“Oh fuck,” Rylee whisper-hisses.

“Any chance your boyfriends have bail money?” I groan.

And then Rylee bursts into laughter.

“Fuck it. It was totally worth it.”

Bad timing, but I grin back.

“It totally was.”

CHAPTER TWELVE

Ilook down at my phone when it rings, seeing an unknown number on the screen. Brows furrowed, I wonder who it could be. I don’t get many calls, besides the guys and Rylee. Maybe it’s the rehab my mom’s in?

Something tells me not to ignore the call, so I pick it up.

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