KARSON'S POV
No, this wasn't Irene. The scent was different, even the touch. Whoever it was, she grinding her waist against my crotch that had already hardened due to the mistaken identity. I groaned in tight response as she continued humping over me. Her lips were hot against my neck as she peppered me with kisses, sucking on every spot till there was a mark.
Her hands fumbled with the buttons on my shirt as she unbuttoned them at a fast pace that I could barely keep up with. She grabbed my hand and guided it to her soft mound on her chest.
"Karson," her moan in my ear was what I needed to snap out of it.
With the little strength I had left, I pushed her to the other side of the car where she belonged. It was only a little strength yet she was sent flying till her back hit the door a
