DOMENICO

It was already dark by the time we pulled over in my driveway. I killed the engine with a flick of my wrist, the low purr dying into the silence of the night.

The villa’s floodlights carved sharp light across the courtyard, but inside the car it was just us heat, sweat, and the slick mess we’d made of each other.

Reina’s thighs trembled around my hips, her pussy still clenching around my cock like it never wanted to let go. I was still buried to the hilt, pulsing, half-hard and already thickening again.

The drive had been a fever dream of speed and sin, with the adrenaline that...