KEEGAN POV
The moment Kendrick turned the key in the ignition, I knew this ride was going to be hell. Not because of the road, not because of getting lost in the Tuscan countryside twice already, but because my perfect kitty was spread across my lap in the backseat, her thighs open, her dress rucked up, and Kyle’s fingers were buried deep inside her.
And her sounds—f**k me, her sounds—were destroying me.
Her head tilted back against my shoulder, lips parted, moans slipping out in that breathy, broken way that made me feel like I was the only man alive. Her green eyes glazed over with pleasure, lashes fluttering, mouth shiny from where she’d bitten her lower lip raw.
I swear, I could eat her out every damn day, every damn night, and never get full. She was better than air, better than f
