Adam

As the driver slammed the door and the engine roared to life, Sophia was on top of me, her mini gown had ridden up to her thighs as her intoxicating perfume filled the car. Her kisses were fierce, her lips demanding with a practiced urgency, kissing, prodding and biting in a delicious way that sent shivers down my spine. My body reacted as my hands found familiar curves, responding to the familiar rhythm of her touch. Sophia's moans filled the car, a desperate attempt to pull me further ...