Ellis opened the driver’s door and I heard the locks click. He pulled open the back door and leaned in, offering me a hand. I bit my lower lip, heat coursing through me as the back of his hand brushed my exposed breast.

“Are you here to f*ck me for Bethany?” I asked, smirking.

My heart raced a mile a minute. I only partially registered that I was naked down to my waist and I had no idea where my sister had gone.

He frowned.

“No,” he assured, “Come on, ...