Chapter 22
Reid didn’t think he’d make it home, not when Allison’s hand kept slipping across the console and landing on his straining erection. He removed her hand twice, afraid if he didn’t, he wouldn’t be able to concentrate on the road in front of him. How would that look? Getting into an accident because he was too focused on getting jerked off.
“Allison,” he snapped, but this time he didn’t remove her hand. She grabbed him over his pants and rubbed her hand up and down his length. “You’re going to be the death of me.”
She removed her hand. “Well, we wouldn’t want that now, would we?”
“I’m going to make you pay for this.”
She wiggled in her seat. “Promise?”
He pulled into his driveway, slammed the car in park, jumped out of the driver’s side, and rounded the car. He swung Allison
