[Isolde]
It didn't take long before the Uber driver reached his breaking point.
We'd been kissing deeply, in a way that probably looked indecent from any angle and for maybe ten minutes when the car suddenly lurched to the side of the road and stopped with a jerk that threw us slightly forward.
"Alright, that's enough," the driver announced, twisting in his seat to glare at us. His face was flushed with embarrassment and irritation. "I don't care how much you tip. Out. Now. I'm not running some kind of backseat hookup service here."
Nikolai pulled away from me slowly, his lips swollen and glistening as he licked over them, eyes still hazy with desire. He looked almost drunk on me... if that was possible.
The driver's gaze returned to the road, but he watched us with a frown every few
