Road Queen #26 - Scene 3

That 2013 story slammed open fast—sex raw on the page, nerve endings already crackling. Jack had Sarah pinned against the brick, her skirt rucked up, cold wall biting her bare ass while she jerked open his belt. His cock shoved straight in, no slow dance, and she hissed a curse that ended in a moan. Every thrust hit deep, hips slapping loud in the alley, her nails clawing his shirt, heels digging hard into his thighs. Sweat mixed with October chill; every breath turned dirty, fast, feral. When he grabbed her hair, yanked her head back, her throat opened for his mouth and the night watched them finish, brutal and brief, her coming first, him following one beat later, both raw-knuckled and grinning.