Tisha was still trembling around him, her body clinging with every shallow breath as if unwilling to let go.
The night outside blurred past in streaks of shadow and faint neon, but he drove with a purpose, the afterglow of their frenzy simmering between them.
Each bump in the road made her gasp, each subtle shift of his hips teased a fresh shiver from her exhausted body.
And then… the world opened up before them. Headlights spilled across a vast, wild expanse. A deserted field stretched endlessly to the horizon, quiet and untamed.
Alex eased the car onto the uneven grass, the hum of the engine softening.
He glanced at her, sweat-kissed hair clinging to her flushed face, chest rising and falling in ragged waves.
He shifted into park, turning off the engine, plunging them into a private, intimate silence.
"Come on… let's go outside," he whispered, nudging her upward. With a wet, unmistakable pop, he freed himself from her trembling folds, still thick and proud.
