Alexander paused for a moment, letting her adjust, his own breath hitching as the tight, wet heat of her encased him.

"Are you okay?" asked Alexander, his chest heaving as he strained to keep his rhythm under control, his thumb wiping a stray tear from her cheek.

"Don’t stop" said Amy, panting heavily as she began to move her hips experimentally against his, her face flushing with a sudden, intoxicating rush of pleasure. "Please, Alexander... give me more."

The plea was all the permission he needed. Alexander gripped her waist firmly, establishing a brutal, rhythmic pace. Because of the tight space, every upward thrust drove him impossibly deep, his heavy frame slamming rhythmically against her with a raw force that made the Shelby’s stiff suspension rock subtly in the shadows.

Amy’s head fell back against the glass of the passenger window, her lips parted in a breathless, continuous wail as Alexander relentlessly drove up into her. The cramped space of the Shelby amplified every sound—the frantic friction of their skin, the heavy thud of his tactical gear against her chest, and her own loud, echoing cries of unadulterated pleasure.

The build-up was fast and violent, fueled by the lingering adrenaline of the rescue. Her internal muscles clamped around his thick length with every deep, merciless thrust, sending waves of intense electricity straight to her core.

"Alexander! Ah, god, Alexander!" screamed Amy, her voice ringing out in the dark cabin as her entire body suddenly locked tight, the overwhelming climax crashing over her like a tidal wave.

Alexander growled, the violent tightening of her walls pushing him past his own limit. He delivered three final, brutal thrusts, burying himself to the hilt before his body shuddered violently, spilling his thick heat deep inside her as a low, feral roar escaped his throat.

They stayed frozen like that for a long minute, both panting heavily, the windows of the car fogged up from their shared heat. Amy slowly slumped forward, her trembling arms looping around his neck as she buried her face in his shoulder, her chest heaving against his.

"That... that was..." panted Amy, her voice shaking as she tried to catch her breath, a dazed, euphoric smile on her lips. "That was the most spectacular thing I’ve ever felt... especially for my first time."

Alexander let out a low, breathless chuckle, his large hands sliding down to give her bare hips a firm, possessive squeeze. He tilted her face up by the chin, his dark eyes gleaming with a dangerous, insatiable hunger in the shadows.

"We’re barely getting started" said Alexander, his voice a deep, gravelly promise against her lips. "I’m nowhere near satisfied yet."

Alexander didn’t give her a single moment to recover. The heavy, intoxicating scent of their shared climax filled the cramped cabin, but his hunger was only amplified.

He reached down with one hand, gripping the lever beneath the passenger seat and slamming it backward, creating just enough space in the front row. With an unyielding grip on her waist, he shifted her weight, pressing her back down against the sleek, leather-padded dashboard of the Shelby.

"Alexander, wait—" said Amy, a breathless gasp escaping her as her spine arched over the console, her legs pinned wide against the interior panels.

"I told you, we aren’t done" said Alexander, his voice a dark, commanding rasp as he aligned himself and drove back inside her with a sharp, heavy thrust.

Amy screamed aloud, her hands scrambling for purchase on the smooth surface of the dashboard as he established a fast, relentless rhythm. The position allowed him to penetrate even deeper, his thick length striking her core with every brutal downward plunge.

"Ah! Oh god, it’s too much!" screamed Amy, her head tossing from side to side, her vision blurring as the intense friction threatened to undo her all over again.

Without breaking the pace, Alexander suddenly gripped her thighs, lifting her slightly to change the angle. He forced her to bounce directly on top of him, using his powerful grip to control the violent, bouncing motion. Amy wailed, her hands flying to his shoulders as she was forced to ride his rigid length, each downward drop making her internal walls clamp around him in sheer desperation.

"You’re so tight" said Alexander, a low growl tearing from his throat as his dark eyes watched her face twist in pure ecstasy. "Hold on."

Before she could even process the shifting pleasure, Alexander shifted her body one last time for the final phase. He firmly guided her around, forcing her onto her hands and knees right across the console, pressing her chest and head flat against the dashboard while her hips were hoisted high in the air.

He didn’t hesitate. Gripping her hips from behind like a vice, Alexander lunged forward, burying himself to the hilt from behind.

"Alexander!" screamed Amy, her voice cracking as the raw, primal angle sent a violent shockwave of pleasure straight to her brain, her fingers clawing helplessly at the windshield vents as he began to hammer into her with ferocity.

The brutal angle from behind left Amy defenseless against the sheer velocity of Alexander’s final assault. Her fingers smeared the condensation on the inside of the windshield as her hips were hammered forward, her loud, shattered cries filling the fogged-up cabin of the Shelby.

Every muscle in her body stretched to its limit as another violent, uncontrollable orgasm tore through her. 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

"Alexander! Please, I can’t—" screamed Amy, her voice breaking as her vision began to swim.

Her intense tightening was the final trigger. Alexander let out a deep, feral roar, his fingers digging bruisingly into her hips as he delivered three devastating, deeply buried thrusts. His entire frame shuddered violently as he unleashed an explosive, burning release deep inside her core, filling her as he held her tightly against his waist.

The sudden, overwhelming rush of the double climax, combined with the massive adrenaline crash from her rescue, was too much for Amy’s exhausted body to handle. As Alexander slowly pulled out of her wet heat, her arms gave out, and she slumped softly against the dashboard, her eyes closing as she drifted into a deep, unconscious slumber of pure satisfaction.

Alexander leaned back against the driver’s seat, his chest heaving violently as he tried to catch his breath. He wiped the sweat from his forehead, looking down at the unconscious spent girl curled over his console.

The immediate fog of lust cleared, and reality slammed into him like a freight train.

My aunt is going to literally murder me when she finds out what I just did to her daughter, thought Alexander, a sudden wave of dark, anxious irony washing over his features as he stared at his cousin.

He didn’t waste any more time. Moving carefully so he wouldn’t wake her, Alexander reached for his tactical gear, adjusting his own clothes before turning his attention to Amy. With surprising gentleness for a man of his size, he lifted her limp body back into the passenger seat, reclining it slightly. He grabbed her discarded clothes, carefully pulling her underwear and pants back up over her sticky thighs, and buttoned her shirt, smoothing out the fabric until she looked presentable again.

Once she was fully dressed and securely buckled in, Alexander put the Shelby back in drive.