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When I turn back to her from closing the door, she’s already removing her top, followed by her bra.

I draw in a breath, taking in her upper half. She’s all shadow and shapes. I can’t make out any colors in the near dark. The sight of her breasts is like being welcomed home after an extended absence. I’m hopelessly obsessed with her body. I want to lay her down under a lamp and inspect and memorize every skin cell.

“You are ravishing,” I exhale with a sigh.

She leans back, lifting a heeled foot toward me.

I obediently undo the clasp, slipping a shoe off of her delicate foot. She’s staring at me as she switches her feet, so I can remove the other heel. I comply again, my fingers selfishly caressing the velvet skin of her calves.

The light catches her etched skin, and I feel the urge to taste it.

She’s still watching me in the full moon, her eyes never straying from mine as she wiggles her skintight jeans down her hips. My open mouth is nearly dripping, but I can’t make myself care. My pulse is shooting into the night sky like a rocket.

I begin to slowly undo the buttons from my shirt, but she stops me with a hand before dropping it down to the physical desire in my jeans. The contact is the ultimate high, but I know it’s about to get even better.

I hold my breath as she slips the button through the loop, motioning for me to pull them down. I do, just enough to get myself out.

I lean forward to open the glove compartment, pulling out a box that I stopped to buy—very optimistically—at a gas station on the way.

“I…got these just in case.”

She doesn’t reply, but her lips part as I roll it on.

I’m sitting in the passenger seat, and she crawls over me, still wearing her thong that she slides over. My entire body is tense with anticipation. I need her like I need air.

I steady her with my hands on her waist, guiding her over me. The few seconds of finding the right spot nearly drive me mad.

My thoughts short-circuit in the next few minutes, my head falling back on the seat as she moves over me and our bodies collide in the best way. Words fail me when I’m with her like this.

She’s irresistible, everything I’ve ever craved, as she brings me to the most incredible place in this world. I’ll never be the same; she’s wrecked me. Twenty-one years was every bit worth the wait.

“You fit me,” she breathes in my ear.

I’m nearly losing my mind, but I force myself to focus on keeping it together. Her body and face are unmatched, and I’m unraveling underneath her.

“Next time, it’s my turn to play,” I whisper, biting into her ear.

I feel a smile against my neck.

“Bring it on, Farm Boy,” she breathes out, her body still moving over me.

I decide I can play a little bit this time. I fulfill my earlier fantasies as my lips meet her chest, drawing on the delicate peak of her breast. She gasps at the wet contact of my tongue.

I’m constantly focused on her reactions to me, overly concerned with her satisfaction. I’ll never settle for lying back and enjoying the moment unless I know she is too.

“I love you, Harley,” I choke out, unable to contain the words.

She stills for a second at the words.

“I love you more,” she whispers, and my world explodes. The bomb extends for miles, desolating all coherent thoughts and movements.

She reads my mind, audibly expressing the same feelings with sounds of euphoria until she slows, muscles relaxing on top of me.

It’s the most indescribable sensation to be physically connected in this way with her. I didn’t know sex would increase our emotional connection, but it’s like the strings lacing us together are being stretched and tightened every moment our bodies are fused.

She slowly lifts off of me, collapsing on the driver side.

As I come back down to reality, I reach down onto the floorboard for her clothes, worried she’ll be exposed to strangers as the concert starts to end.

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