Ava’s POV

The car ride to the store was pure torture.

Mom had asked Damien to pick up some groceries, and I volunteered to go with him. The moment we got into his black SUV and the garage door closed behind us, the air turned thick and electric.

I was still leaking his cum from the shower and the dining table. My pussy was tender, swollen, and aching for more. The short sundress I wore rode up my thighs as I sat in the passenger seat, no panties underneath, the leather seat cool against my bare, sticky skin.

Damien’s hand was on my thigh before we even backed out of...