You Are My Hayden

••• Hayden’s POV ••• Her soft lips landed on mine, and I couldn't help but groan out her name while Rhett was panting with lust in my head. Shit, I couldn't take her out now. I couldn't drive with her touching me. It would be distracting. Looking around, I saw a closed door not far away and hurriedly went there and kicked open the door to see it was a bedroom. Great... I thought. I placed her gently on the bed, only for her to pounce on me and begin to grind against my rock-hard cock. “Hot... Hot... Too hot...” she mumbled incoherently and began taking her clothes off. My mouth went dry, and I had to swallow as she took off her sports bra, and her just-perfect round tits bounced as they were set free. She was so wet, her love juice had dampened both her shorts and my pants. “Hayden...” Rhett whimpered. “I want her...” “Please hold on, Rhett...” I told him. She took off her shorts and panties, and Rhett and I couldn't help but moan as her scent of arousal hit my nostril like a tidal wav