Aurora pov

As he drove the car, I couldn't resist teasing him. His strong hands gripped the wheel, eyes fixed on the road, but I knew he felt the heat building between us.

Leaning over, I pressed my lips to his neck, tasting the salt of his skin, my breath hot against his ear. He shifted slightly, but didn't pull away, a low rumble in his throat telling me he liked it.

“Keep your eyes on the road,” I whispered, my voice husky with mischief, nipping at his earlobe.

My fingers trailed ...