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know how to stop it at this point, so I’ve just got to let it happen.

Chapter 16

Ezra

I t feels good to be needed. Even if it’s just for sex. I’ll take what I can get, especially with Celine.

I was dying to see her, and making her come over a video call wasn’t enough for me. I need

the real thing. When I heard the word “tomorrow” come out of her mouth, my heart started racing

with excitement. I can’t help it. I have no common sense when it comes to her.

After driving an hour to meet Celine halfway between our houses, we ended up parking behind an

old abandoned building off the interstate. Probably not the safest idea, but I couldn’t wait a second

longer to be with her.

She straddles me in the driver's seat, and we immediately start going at it. Our kisses are sloppy,

and our hands are everywhere, but neither of us cares. She surprises me by getting completely naked.

I thought she would keep her top on, at least just in case a car drove by. But no. Not my Celine. She

has no issues with her body, and she definitely shouldn’t. It’s fucking perfect. But deep down, I hate

the thought of someone else seeing her like this. I want her body to be just for me. Luckily, I’m parked

facing away from any possible incoming cars, so she could see if someone was coming.

We find our rhythm after a few head bumps and knees in places they shouldn’t be. By the time we

both finish, we’re out of breath and damp with sweat. It’s been a long time since I’ve had to fuck

someone in a car. I feel like a horny teenager trying to figure out how everything works. Except for

this time, I know how it works, and I want more. So much more. But I won’t complain about having

her ride me with her perfect tits bouncing in front of me.

Celine rolls off me and into the passenger seat. She quickly throws her clothes back on while I

pull my shorts up. She leans her head back on the headrest and closes her eyes. She is so unbelievably

beautiful. Her long crimson hair is what first made me notice her all those years ago, but everything

else about her is just perfect.

Her long lashes flutter open, and she looks over at me.

“Man, I needed that,” she says. Nothing strokes a guy’s ego more than knowing he satisfied his

girl and gave her exactly what she needed.

“Yeah, me too.” A lazy smile forms on her swollen lips. Lips I could kiss all damn day if given

the opportunity.