Sena hated long car rides. It was always faster to fly. A trip across the country was at max a four-hour flight. Driving from Illinois to New York would be 12 hours if done in one stretch. Unfortunately, her boyfriend, Jace, was set on stopping somewhere in the middle to get a decent amount of rest. Sena protested as much as she could, but Jace insisted it would be a good time. For him, it was a family tradition. It was as simple as singing in the car together, talking with each other, or making up silly games to play in the car. More than anything, it was all about the journey, not the destination.

Sena didn't quite see the appeal. She was all about convenience and efficiency. She was always rushing. Her strengths involved being punctual and prepared, while Jace was very good at slowing down and soaking in all life had to offer. Sometimes it was a miracle that she and Jace were together, but it's said that opposites attract.

She conceded to the trip eventually, thinking of all the times Jace was a good sport about doing things he didn't necessarily want to do, for Sena's sake.

Sena finished the last of her packing. She only needed a small luggage full of clothes for some different outfit possibilities, and she had all of the other essentials. She waited for a text message from Jace, but was surprised to hear the intercom buzz.

She answered the intercom curiously, "Jace?"

"Good morning, baby. Your chauffeur has arrived with a twist," Jace said playfully.

"What's the twist?" Sena asked with a grin. Jace always put a smile on her face. He was such a genuine guy who wore his heart on his sleeve, and she loved that about him.

"Your chauffeur is also a bellhop," he answered, "now let me inside so I can get your luggage."

Sena buzzed him inside and waited for her boyfriend at the door. It was silly that her heart still got this excited for him. There was a definitive pounding in her chest as she waited. A sudden knock at the door sounded, and she opened it promptly, surprised to see Jace with a gift bag.

"What's that for?" Sena said, trying to hide her smile.

This is for later," Jace, said, setting the bag down and wrapping his arms around Sena's waist. He lifted her up with ease for a kiss.

Sena yelped excitedly, taken by surprise, settled her hands behind his neck to kiss him back. It was a deep kiss. Purposeful. She could tell how much he missed her from the way his hand grasped her body over her dress, how his tongue entered her parted, welcoming mouth, or how he nibbled at her bottom lip.

"Settle down," she cooed, backing away and tapping him on the nose. She looked down at him, loving his expression. He was enamored. His eyes darted all around her face, as if soaking up every detail for the first time all over again. "If you keep this up, we're not gonna make it to New York."

"Don't worry, I'm a fast driver," he assured between kisses. "We can make up our time on the highway."

"I thought it was about enjoying the journey." Sena smirked, trapping his bottom lip with her teeth and tugging lightly. She inched her lips towards his collarbone.

Jace tilted his head away from her to expose his neck, and she bit against his skin lightly. He shuddered, moaning quietly for Sena. He ignored her comment, exhaling through his nose.

His hands moved down so that he could support Sena by her ass. His palms cupped around her cheeks, giving them a tight squeeze. Every kiss was needy. He walked over to the couch and set Sena down gently. Wandering hands reached under her sundress, reaching up for the elastic of her panties. His fingers hooked the lace trim and pulled her panties down her legs. With the force of a magnet, his mouth found her thighs.

Sena spread her legs and lay back. She watched as Jace moved his mouth closer to her eager opening. He didn't waste a single moment. He gave her a gentle lap with the tip of his tongue before fully indulging himself. Jace licked her eagerly. His tongue moved so fast, and he knew exactly how she liked it. Two fingers entered her, curling against her walls. Jace's lips locked around her clit, sending a jolt through her body. He sucked her dutifully, eager to please, and at the rate he was going, he may hit a new personal record.

Sena ran her hand through his hair, holding it firmly and pushing him against her body. This prompted him to lick faster. His tongue flicked across her clit repeatedly, and she moaned for him. His fingers worked her slit. Whatever he was doing was exactly what her body needed so badly from him. Under her breath, she could only muster a single word: "Fuck."

Jace was so focused on her pleasure that he hardly looked up until now. He kept eye contact as his tongue danced wildly over her bud. He watched for every reaction. Even if Sena tried to stifle her moans, they were inevitable, as was the occasional convulsion of her body.

Sena writhed in place, doing anything or moving to give herself a break. Her back arched away from the pillows she lay on, and she attempted to lift her hips. It was futile. Jace's hands on top of her legs held her down like a vice, and he continued devouring her until she had no choice but to spill over.

One hand dug into the couch, and the other pulled on his dark locks. She cursed under her breath repeatedly until the words were reduced to a sequence of needy whimpers. She lay down as far back as she could to ground herself, and her head pressed into the back of the couch, and her back arched up. She loved the feeling of Jace's tongue and fingers.

She called out his name, and it became a chant until the pleasure was blinding. Her vision went dark, and she felt her muscles contract around Jace's fingers. His tongue ran rapid circles around her clit, and the nerve endings were on fire.

He had no intention of stopping, and the pleasure seemed to last an eternity, but Sena would not complain. Every moan that escaped her was not on purpose. She no longer had the capacity to muffle herself or mind her volume.

Jace came up for air, taking a deep breath. His chin was covered in her juices. Sena hastily grabbed him by the collar and pulled him up for a deep kiss. It was clumsy and sloppy. Her body was still shaking all over. She should've been content with his work, but she wanted more. She scooted to the edge of the couch, but collapsed to her knees. Her legs were as good as jelly. She braced herself to stand up, but she felt Jace's hands on her waist.

He turned her over, bending her over the couch and parting her legs. A devious grin found its way onto her face as her cheek lay against the cushion. She arched her back, angling her behind in the air, teasing him, backing up against his pants.

She heard the fumbling of his metal belt buckle, the zipper of his jeans, and footsteps as he stood, slipping his pants off. She looked at him over her shoulder and eyed his hardness that was raring to go.

Jace gave her a show, stroking it slowly as he looked at her. He spat on his hand, moving his hand down his length until the entire shaft was glistening with spit. He angled himself up and poked between her folds.

Sena was practically biting the couch cushions in anticipation. She couldn't wait anymore. She reached back and grabbed his cock. She gave it a few gentle tugs and brought it against her needy entrance, thrusting back onto him until her ass hit his thighs with a loud clap. She braced herself on the couch, backing onto him to bring herself to another climax.

Before she could build a steady rhythm, Jace's hands found her waist. She gasped at his touch. She knew what he wanted, and she would let him do the work. He pounded into her, his hips quickly thrashing against her ass over and over again. The angle was doing everything, and Sena was ready to melt on the couch. Her fingers dug into the cushion, and her head grew light from the pleasure. Jace felt so good.

This was much better than his fingers. Jace's pace sped up, and the claps of their skin grew louder. Sena's moan muffled against the pillows, but a hand clumped around her hair and pulled her face off, exposing the room to her full volume. Every moan was a direct response to a deep thrust.

She whined for him, "Baby. Please don't stop."

He didn't. He kept his rhythm steady without so much as a second for Sena to catch her breath. He kept slamming into her, gradually ramping up his speed and intensity. If he kept this up, she would be putty in his hands.

Sena felt Jace throb inside of her, and her own muscles twitched in response as his hand tugged her hair back again. She was at his mercy, no longer conscious of what came out of her mouth. Every whimper, moan, whine, or cry was her pleasure spilling out. "Fuck baby, I'm gonna--"

Jace shuddered before he tightened his grip on Sena's waist and hair. He thrusted into her at the fastest speed and deepest depth he could muster. Every stroke had explosive power behind it.

Sena cried out as her walls closed in around his cock. He thrusted in and out, and she could only grip him harder. She cursed over and over. Her eyes widened as she felt Jace's cock throb, spraying hot spurts inside her.

He pulled himself out of her and took a seat on the ground, short of breath. He brought Sena into his lap and held her close, peppering her with a few affectionate kisses. Sena felt him drip out of her.

"By the way," Jace said, pressing his head onto her shoulder. "Are you ready for your gift?"

He pointed to the bag at the end of the couch. Sena reached over and brought it to her, digging through the tissue paper inside.

"It's a little care package, 'cause I know you're not into long car rides. I've got plenty of your favorite snacks, " he explained. She spotted chips, chocolates, and some sour candies.

"You're so thoughtful," Sena told him with a smile, kissing his temple. She reached down and took his flaccid cock into her hands. She rubbed on it, feeling it stiffen in her grip.

Jace grinned and removed her hand from his member. "As tempting as round two would be, we do have to hit the road soon. There should be something in the bag that can tide you over."

Sena furrowed her brows first in disappointment, but then from curiosity. One more look into the bag and she saw it this time: a box with colorful packaging. She pulled the box for a closer look. It was a sex toy, but she didn't recognize the shape.

"It's a little something that you can wear. Think of it like vibrating panties," Jace explained. He waited for a response, but could tell Sena was intrigued. "I charged it last night in case you were interested--"

Instead of answering verbally, Sena wasted no time tearing open the package. It seemed like a simple toy. Its contour was shaped to hug her mound, and a magnet was meant to go on the other side of the panties to keep it in place and prevent it from sliding around.

Jace helped her back into her panties, and they worked together to add the vibrator and position it properly. Once that was all set, Jace quickly gathered Sena's luggage and compiled the snacks he had prepared for her, and they headed down to his car.

"So how do I use this?" Sena asked eagerly as they walked. "There weren't any buttons on it."

"There were two," Jace corrected. "There's a power button and a pairing button. I've already paired it to my phone so I can control it, but you'll have no way to adjust the settings on your own."

She wouldn't have full control, and that should've been discouraging, but Sena had to admit that she liked the idea. It was definitely a spontaneous way to keep her entertained.

Jace loaded her luggage into the trunk, left the bag of goodies in the backseat, and got into the car, Sena took her spot in the passenger seat. She was immediately greeted with a kiss as Jace leaned over towards her and put a hand on her thigh. His hand inched under her dress again and her breath hitched. She spread her legs with a smile ready for more of his attention.

His hands pressed against the vibrator and fumbled around with it until it powered on. He retracted his hands and pulled out his phone. With a smile, he showed her the screen and opened the app. "See, this is how I can control it. It can respond to my touch, or I can set different patterns."

"What will we try first?" Sena asked with anticipation. Her eyes lit up.

"Nothing," Jace said. The expression he gave her told her everything. He intended to tease her for as long as possible until she either caved, begged, or he agreed to give her a taste. "You have to be patient. It's about the journey, not the destination."

Sena was miffed about the metaphorical carrot dangling in front of her face, but figured she would be able to handle it. She put some music on to keep her occupied and got comfortable, slipping her feet out of her sandals and putting them on the dashboard.

Jace drove off, and Sena noticed how busy traffic was already. Everyone seemed to be out and about already. They could've dodged the morning rush if they had skipped their quickie, but sex was the perfect way to improve her mood before the long drive. No matter how she spun it, she wouldn't have traded an early-morning romp for the world. She shuddered as she recalled his tongue on her earlier.

She tried to shake the image from her head and focused instead on just how many cars were on the road. There was probably at least half an hour to get to their exit. Cars of all sizes filled every single lane, and they weren't getting anywhere anytime soon. The red light they were stuck at stretched on for too long.

As the light turned green, she felt a sudden buzzing against her vulva. She sat up, put her feet back on the ground and clenched her legs together in surprise. "Oh!"

Jace's eyes were still forward as he drove. There was the slightest smile, and she saw his left hand on his phone, playing with different settings for the toy. "I thought of a game."

"What do you mean?" Sena asked, trying to acclimate to the vibrations against her lips.

"While we're moving, I'll turn the vibrator on, and if we hit a red light or come to a stop, I'll turn it off. Deal?"

Sena panted as the patterns grew in intensity. It was shaking harder against her now. "Fine."

Sena shifted her hips, grinding it forward and back, as if that had any bearing on the intensity of the toy. She had to admit that it felt nice. Her breathing slowed as she got used to the growing sensation.

She felt the car slow down, and Sena grabbed Jace's arm, begging him not to stop. Constant chants of "no," "please," and "babe" escaped her lips as her nails dug into his arm.

As the car came to a stop, the buzzing ceased. Jace pouted towards Sena. His voice dripped with sarcasm. "Oh, I'm so sorry. We're just having the worst light luck today."

Sena scowled but understood. She counted the seconds waiting for the lights to change. Sena saw green, and like clockwork, Jace increased the intensity to the next level. It was only a slight difference, but her body could tell.

"How's it feel?" Jace asked as he glanced over to take a good look at Sena.

She put her hand in front of his face to block his view. She wasn't sure what it was, but she felt embarrassed to be at his whim to this degree. She covered her mouth as another moan left her lips. She looked away from him outside the window, intending to pass off as nonchalant. She murmured in response, "It's okay."

Sena grimaced as she saw the light ahead of them turn yellow. She wielded sad eyes and pouty lips towards her boyfriend, but he kept his focus ahead. The toy did not stop as the car came to a halt. It was the opposite; Jace raised the strength further. Sena shifted in the seat to adjust to the new intensity. It took concentration and deep breaths to not unravel.

She looked out the window, hoping to find something to concentrate on to keep her grounded. A car stopped to their right, and she made eye contact with the driver. Her face flushed. There was no way the driver knew how she felt; she wondered if her pleasure was present on her face at all. It felt naughty to be watched like this.

The toy's strength increased again, and she snapped her head towards Jace to shoot him a look. She stammered, "W-what are you doing?"

"You complained at the last light that you didn't want me to stop, so I figured I would give you what you wanted," Jace told her.

The light turned green, and Jace brought the toy's strength down to the lowest level. Sena panted to herself, finally able to regain her composure. Her bud was sensitive, and the nerve endings screamed for a release. She felt her mound pulse.

The longer they drove, the more Jace would ramp up the intensity. Sena's eyes closed to soak in the sensations, but she also occasionally peeked to see how kind traffic would be to her. Every green light was a sign that she could inch closer to climax, and every yellow or red was to pull it away.

Sena tried anything to focus. She listened to the music Jace picked for her. She bounced her knee or squeezed her thighs together. Her hand clawed into the door handle. She was a whimpering mess.

They were almost at the exit ramp, but she saw just how backed up it was. She whined to herself and looked to Jace, hoping he would show mercy. He nodded and cranked the vibrator up to its full power.

Her breath was stolen immediately, her hips bucked, and her core tightened. She looked ahead of them in anticipation. The ramp was only letting one car off at a time to help the flow of traffic. She watched the light flash from red to green at a constant pace.

There was an undeniable sense of satisfaction in Jace's smile. He soaked up the sight of Sena writhing in agony. As they inched forward, he would toggle the toy back on. And he'd turn it off when they came to a stop.

Sena counted. It must've been five cars ahead of them. She could see the highway, and it was freely flowing, thankfully. All she had to do was last until they got onto the highway, and then she would have uninterrupted pleasure. She could almost feel it in her grasp.

*Five*. The intensity was dizzying. *Four*. She lost track of just how long they've been on the road. She closed her eyes. *Three*. It was torture to watch the cars and wish for the green. She propped her heels up on the seat. Her spread legs welcomed the pleasure. *Two*. Sena ground her hips against the air, rolling to the tightening of her core. At this point, even the slightest breeze could send her over the edge.

*One*.

The light turned green, the toy came back on, and Jace took off at full speed. The sudden acceleration was thrilling, but it was nothing compared to the ecstasy that came with Sena's release at last. She cursed. She moaned. She stopped trying to hold back.

With no obstacles in her way, the heat that had built in the pit of her stomach spread all over her body, igniting every single nerve ending. Everything seemed to tighten and twitch as torrents tore into her. Her body calmed down from the intense release, though the toy didn't let up immediately. She reached over for Jace's arm, tapping it a few times to signal she had had enough.

"That's it?" he was asked, laughing to himself. "I thought you said it was just okay."

"Shut up," Sena said, trying to hide her smile. She wiped the drool from the corners of her mouth, and her blurry vision slowly returned to normal. She let out a heavy sigh. All she could muster was a simple, "Wow."

Her body was weak, and her mind was relaxed. Her head hit the headrest, and she reclined her seat back. She peered over at the dashboard. They were making good time, but the trip had barely started. Sena yawned to herself and leaned against the window, nuzzling into the side of the car.

Their little game of stop and go hit a number on her body, and she needed a small rest. She tried her best to stay conscious as Jace talked to her. She would answer him with short yeses and no's.

His voice faded, and her consciousness followed as she fell asleep.

~

Sena was forced awake by a sudden rumble against her mound. Her heart was pounding. And her vision was still fuzzy from her recent slumber. It felt so good already.

It wasn't enough; she craved something deeper. Even her fingers would do, but even maneuvering her hand around her panties would be tough and uncomfortable. This was as good as it could get, and she had to be content.

She looked at the navigation and then back outside. After a yawn, she asked, "Where are we?"

"We just made it to Ohio," Jace said. "That toy must've taken a lot out of you. You slept through the entirety of Indiana."

Unprompted, Jace raised the speed of the vibrator, and as she felt the buzzing intensify. She twisted her legs together and bit her finger to keep herself quiet. "Where is the nearest rest stop?"

"Probably in a few miles. There might be one coming up soon, actually," he said looking at the signage on the road. "Why? Do you need to stop?"

"It could be nice to stretch," she panted. Her legs shook. She surveyed the road and saw that traffic moved steadily. There were no chances of them stopping anytime soon from traffic. She spotted the sign listing the next rest stop at 2 miles away.

Jace set the power to try the maximum, and Sena doubled over in reaction, clawing into the dashboard. "Fuck."

"You have until we park, and I'm turning it off again. Can you do that?" Jace asked.

Sena prayed to God she could. She gasped in an effort to gather her breath. Her hands fondled her own breasts, and she closed her eyes to imagine Jace pumping inside her. Her moans were screams of pleasure, filling the car and drowning out the music.

Her eyes shot wide open as she heard the clicking of the turn signal. Its rhythm clashed with the vibrations of her toy, and she looked at the road to see Jace veer into the exit lane. She felt the car slow down. She desperately did everything to hold onto her pleasure and push herself over the edge. There's only so much time that she had left.

She kneaded her breasts, conjuring memories of her favorite encounters with Jace, thinking of how he would fuck her silly. Every breath was shallow, and the car moved at a turtle's pace as Jace navigated the parking lot.

Sena could tell Jace was being gracious by drawing out the process, giving her time to finish. It helped that the lot was already packed with other cars.

"You can park over there," Sena said, motioning towards a secluded and empty part of the lot. It was about as far from the building as could be.

Jace cocked an eyebrow. "Isn't that far?"

"I don't mind walking," Sena interrupted. "It's fine."

He nodded and drove over to the spot. Sena felt her muscles contract. Her reward was just around the corner. She was reduced to desperate breaths as she reclined back into her seat, she propped her heels up onto her seat and pressed her finger against her panties, feeling the contours of her drenched, lower lips. She concentrated on the sensation holding onto the pleasure and refused to let go.

But the car came to a stop, and Jace turned the toy off. He exhaled sharply and rubbed his eyes. "I might grab a coffee while we're here."

Jace was met with silence. He waited for a few moments for a response until he looked over. His expression softened. "Baby, are you okay?"

Sena didn't know how to feel. She felt cheated and robbed of pleasure, saddened to be deprived. Her body felt flushed, pent up nerves that sought solace. She whimpered. How could Jace tease her to this extent?

More than anything, she was impossibly horny. She was hungry for Jace. She murmured something to him under her breath.

"Sorry, can you say that again?" Jace asked, leaning in closer to hear her better.

"I'm not waiting until New York," Sena told him sternly, louder this time. Her voice was filled with impatience. A split-second delay from Jace forced her to take initiative. Possessed by lust and desperation, she clumsily undid his belt buckle.

Jace looked around with worry on his face. "Shouldn't we go somewhere a little bit more private?"

"I need you now," she told him as she wiggled his pants down. Sena leaned over the center console and eyed her prize. Jace's cock angled up, stiffening in place, but she knew there was more for her. She quickly wrapped a hand around his base to give him a few gentle strokes and wasted no time taking him into her mouth.

There was no need to whet her palate; her appetite was already sufficiently prepped. She would normally tease the tip, licking around it and kissing the head, but today was different. Sena needed to feel full. Her lips travelled down his length until they made contact with her hand.

Jace's tip tickled the back of her throat, and her eyes watered. She wanted to gag, but was prepared to work through any discomfort. His hand rested on the back of her head, and Sena looked up at Jace, nodding with a full mouth. Jace stroked her head gently, petting her hair to assure she was doing a good job. That hand of his travelled down to her nape, where he tightened his hold.

He pushed her down for a few seconds, giving her relief and pulling her off as she gagged a second time. Her eyes were locked onto his, stroking his spit-covered cock and licking the underside of his shaft. Jace pulled her face up towards his, entranced as he stared at her lips, plump from sucking. His lips collided with hers and they kissed deeply. Tongues clashed, lips were bitten. Jace pulled away first to lap the saliva that dripped down Sena's chin.

Sena grew lost with each shared kiss, leaning closer towards her partner. Her body was on fire; her heart red-hot with elation with how desperately they wanted each other. Her core had been burning ever since waking up to her toy turning on suddenly.

She felt a hand reach under her dress to peel off her panties. Damp lace traced along her legs as they were maneuvered off of her, and Jace let them fall to the ground. Sena crawled over to Jace's side of the car, straddling him. Immediately, his hardness was apparent as it pressed against her wet folds. She shuddered as she felt his cock graze against her.

Her hands hastily reached down towards the side of the seat, looking to recline it back. She found the lever, gave it a hasty tug, and Jace fell back with the seat, staring up at Sena in awe. His hands held her hips as he rolled his against her. "Someone could see, you know."

Sena shook her head. She didn't care, pulling her dress over her head and discarding it on the passenger seat, and pulling Jace's shirt off to expose his body. Leaning down to press their torsos together, she felt him poking her stomach. Her kisses started on his collarbones and eased up his neck until her lips hovered above his ears. Her voice was low and sultry: "Then we have to be quick."

Jace silenced Sena with a hasty kiss, pulling her in closer while one of his hands unclasped her bra to free her breasts. Like clockwork, his hands immediately gravitated towards them. He squeezed them, kneaded them, mesmerized by how the flesh overflowed, spilling out of his hands.

Sena took hold of his cock, enjoying its pulse against her palm. She lifted her hips up, angling Jace towards her slit. As the tip skimmed against her folds, she bit her lip, dropping her hips down onto him. Every inch that entered helped break the pent-up tension in her body. Her ass met his thighs and she felt so full with him inside. Her walls were sensitive to any movement inside her. Every flex or throb tightened her core, sending pleasure all around her body.

Jace leaned in, bringing his mouth to her breasts. He licked his lips before letting his tongue flit across her hardened nipples. His hands held her breasts firmly in place and let his mouth lock against her soft skin. He gave it a nibble and sucked against it, trailing along until her nipples were locked between his lips, eager for any lick or bite.

Sena moaned, wrapping her arms around his shoulders to brace herself. She ground her hips against him slowly at first, but worked up to faster tempos. Jace's breath was hot against her breasts as he exhaled sharply, moaning in pleasure.

Occasionally, she would see a car drive by in her peripherals. Even though she was exposed, obscured by nothing but a car window, she was far too occupied to care. All she wanted was Jace, and from how attentive he was, he felt the same way.

They were lost in each other's bodies. His hands wandered around her exposed torso while his mouth happily indulged in her chest. Sena savored the feeling of being filled by Jace's thickness. She stretched to accommodate him, and her clit rubbed against his firm hardness.

The pleasure built up, and Sena bounced up and down along Jace's cock. Her walls craved his presence when part of his length would exit, satisfied only when Sena would slam her weight down against him again. Sena was so wet, apparent by how easily Jace slid into her. He slipped out of her at one point, and she whined, immediately grabbing it to return it to its rightful place.

She pushed Jace down against the seat, pinning his hands on the either side of his head to keep balance. Jace moaned underneath her, calling out her name as she rode him.

"God, you feel so good," he growled, his eyes half-lidded as he looked up at her. His hips would jerk up to meet her halfway and it would drive Sena crazy. She felt her walls clench around him, pulsing as her pleasure continued to grow.

Her grip on his wrist tightened, and her hips continued to grind against him. With her body so close to release, her mind was fuzzy, and her actions never aligned with what she wanted. Every movement was frenetic and desperate as she climbed towards her peak.

She lost count on how many times her hips had dropped down to meet his. Breaths were truncated. Her hips rolled continuously, speeding up, allowing her to grind her clit against his throbbing cock.

"Fuck," she said, leaning down to lock lips with Jace. Her moans were muffled against his mouth as she held his face against her. Jace's hands travelled down her body to hold her waist firmly. He thrusted up into her, vigilant of his angle and speed.

"That's it, baby," he told her, talking her through it. "You were so good. You were so patient. This is your reward, baby. Can you come for me?"

Sena nodded against his lips, desperately inserting her tongue into his mouth. Her body was ready to give out. She did her best to move her hips despite being on her last leg of energy. Jace kept pounding up into her, their bodies meeting with a loud clap with every stroke.

Just when Sena thought this is all Jace had. he pumped harder, pushing himself in as deep as he could. Her name escaped his lips in between grunts while trying to keep his lips against hers.

For Sena, the dam bursted. Their hips moved wildly in syncopated rhythms to the beat of their own pleasures. They ground against each other, driven only by instincts. She felt Jace pulse inside of her, shooting barrages that plastered her walls. Feeling his release catalyzed her own. The pleasure exploded at Sena's core and spread out to the very end of her limbs, reaching even her whitened knuckles that held onto Jace's head and her curled toes.

The two of them calmed down. The only sound was their shared panting as they struggled to breathe. Jace twitched inside Sena one final time, and she lifted her hips up off him. She felt his seed drip out, spilling down onto the inside of her thighs. She looked down at the sight, smiling at the fruits of their efforts.

Sena climbed back to the passenger seat and fell limp looking over at Jace. He flashed an infectious smile and reached over to hand her the dress she peeled off earlier. Sena held it against her body, not in any hurry to put it back on, but it was nice to have something to cover herself with.

She felt at ease, wiping the sweat off her brow. The windows were fogged up from their body heat.

"Should we head out?" Jace asked, prepared to reach for his pants.

Sena caught a glimpse of the blue sky as she lay back in her seat. She smiled to herself before looking back towards Jace. She shook her head and answered, "I'm in no rush.

Perhaps long drives weren't as bad as she thought.