Close Quarters

"Are you comfortable sitting on top of me?" Kaelen asked against the shell of my ear, his breath warm and uneven as Piper tore down the dark highway like she was in a high-speed chase.

No. Of course I wasn’t comfortable sitting on this man’s lap. Especially not when every bump in the road dragged my body against his, and not when the only thing separating his cock from my crotch was one thin, worn