By the time the fireworks were over, Matt had convinced Alex to skip both the dances and let him take her home to finish their celebration. He talked her into giving him the keys so he could drive back to her place. When they loaded up, Alex sat in the middle, next to him. But it was more torture than reward. Once they hit the highway on the edge of town and left the traffic behind Alex got naughty. She blew in his ear, ran her hand up his leg and left it sitting dangerously close to his d**k. She leaned close, rubbing her breasts back and forth over his arm.
“You’re doing this on purpose aren’t you?”
“Doing what?” She had that tone that he’d come to recognize as her fake innocent voice.
“You know exactly what, but that’s okay. Once we get home I’ll get my revenge.”
“Ohh.” She purred.
