Page 49 of Bad Boy Romance

“Put it in park.” Sitting up, I reach around my back and grip the zipper on my dress. Mark moves the shifter in place as I slip out of my dress, leaving the heels on for him. “I don't want to wait. I can't wait. I need you right now.”

Climbing onto his lap, my hands work his pants free as he grabs my hips and pushes my waist down so I can feel the bulge in his pants. He pulls out his cock and I lift up on my knees and guide him inside.

I don't care that we're fifty feet from the house. I want him here and now.

Mark's length glides in easily as my juice slicks his shaft. Reaching down to the floor, he pulls the lever of the seat, reclining back. I dig my fingers into his chest and start to ride him. I'm going slow, teasing him a bit like he just teased me.

Mark tries to slam my hips down, but I stop him. “Uh uh,” I say mockingly.

He looks up at me, a smirk dancing across his face, and he places his arms behind his head, allowing me to go as fast or slow as I want. I don't go slow for long. I'm too turned on to fully control my body. Dropping forward, Mark wraps his arms around my back, jerking his cock up as I fuck him.

“I love you,” he says, whispering in my ear.

“I love you too,” I say back, my words vibrating over his chest.

And as we make love surrounded by trees, fully hidden from the rest of the world as the windows fog up, I feel complete.

This man has taken my heart and given it so much value.

The value of happiness.

The value of love.

And the value of self.

Mark is everything I never knew I needed.