The city soon gave way to open road.
The buildings thinned, the sun shined.
It felt like the kind of drive where you could just leave everything behind.
The windows were down and the air coming in smelled cleaner out here. As the sun streamed down on my face, I bit my lip as an idea came to me.
I looked at Zane.
Then I reached over and pulled at his belt.
His eyes came to me.
Then he shifted his eyes back to the road. “Sienna,” he said. I ignored him and finished unbuckling his pants. He sprung out already hard and thick in my hand. I felt his gaze on me again.
I leaned over and took him into my mouth slowly, my tongue moving over the tip of him first, tasting him, and I heard him let out a low sound.
I let my tongue trace every inch of him before I took him deeper into my mouth
