Chloe
I am f*****g horny.
No, worse than that. I am aching, throbbing, and shamelessly horny.
The kind of horny that makes your thighs clench together for even the tiniest bit of friction. The kind that leaves your panties soaked, your skin flushed, your breath coming out in these tiny, pathetic gasps.
And the worst part? The absolute worst part?
This f*****g man knows it. Oh, he knows. And he’s enjoying every damn second of it.
I don’t know what’s more infuriating, the fact that he’s been teasing me this entire car ride, knowing I’m losing my mind, or the fact that I like it.
I barely remember getting into the car. Didn’t care to ask why his supposed sugar mommy had given him a luxury ride with a private driver. Didn’t give a f**k about anything except the growing ache between my
