The car hummed as it pulled out from the curb, but inside the cabin, the atmosphere was suffocatingly thick.
Heena was trapped between the cold steering wheel and the unrelenting heat of Alex's body.
She was pinned against him with a crushing, absolute intimacy, her skin flush against the rough denim of his trousers. Now, only two thin layers of fabric stood between her and the hard, unyielding reality of him.
Every growl of the engine and every tremor of the road pulsed through his body and directly into hers, turning the car itself into a giant, vibrating conductor for the heat building between them.
As Alex steered, the movement of his thighs caused her slick, aching core to grind rhythmically against the rock-solid ridge of his cock.
"Mmmph—!"
Heena slammed her palm over her own mouth, her eyes squeezed shut as she tried to stifle the traitorous cries of pleasure. Her mind was a chaotic static of fear and euphoria, but her body was in a state of total, mindless surrender.
