Chapter 151
- KESTER.
- The drive home was a bit boring and nerve-wracking, with a cocktail of tension and barely contained lust and desire.
- Every few seconds, my gaze flicked up to the rearview mirror, where my mate lay so peacefully asleep across the backseat while putting on that skimpy short – the kind I've always told her not to wear that exposes way too much skin – I almost lost my shit.