He rummaged roughly inside her for a moment, pulling his fingers free as if cupping something. XXNX She smiled wickedly as she hammered the brake and pressed the gas, forcing the tires to chew through the lawn before she released the brake and squealed onto the country road and toward her sister’s cottage. She slid off him, laid on her back, pulled a mushy pillow under her pelvis, and lifted her feet into the air. Without further thought or sound, Cherie undressed from the waist down. The engine gave its throaty roar as she throttled up, jerked the shifter, and swung the car backwards over the immaculate shrubs and flowers lining the driveway and onto the pristine lawn beyond them. She felt the heat build in her again—especially when she spotted the streaks of blood hiding along the ridges of his foreskin. Two were shut—the room she and her sister were sharing and the one her daughters slept in; Cal’s door was ajar a couple of inches, letting the afternoon sun streak sharply across the floor and over her feet.
