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My God, how is it that even his driving is sexy? I bite my lip as I watch Chase handle the Lambo with casual confidence. My eyes drop down to his hands.
Masculine. Strong.
I shudder, my arousal increasing with his every movement. His seat is leaned back, his profile accentuated by the interior lights. He places his elbow on the center console, his figure long and lean against the streetlights.
I'm practically panting, my hands gripping the edges of my seat. I don't trust myself to not reach over and grab some part of him.
I take a peek over at his nether regions, trying not to be obvious about it. It seems to work...
Until we hit a red light.
He brings the car to a stop and my deep breaths are exposed in the quiet of the car's idling. His eyes snap towards me, the traffi
