The air in the car was thick with our mingled scents. I sat frozen on Kaelen's lap, feeling the hard press of him against my entrance. For one breathless moment, I wondered if he would break his promise.
"Kaelen..." My voice came out as a warning, a plea, or both.
His grip on my hips tightened, muscles straining with restraint. "I said I wouldn't take you fully," he growled, his breath hot against my neck. "And I keep my promises."
Instead of pushing inside, he guided my hips in a slow, rhythmic motion, sliding his length between my soaked folds. The friction against my sensitive flesh sent jolts of pleasure through my already overstimulated body.
"Oh god," I gasped, my head falling back against his shoulder.
His mouth found my ear. "Does this feel good?" The rough edge in his voice made me shiver.
