[Emery's POV]
[Stolen Kiss]
Lance started the car and resumed driving after I properly dressed myself.
In silence, I dried the remaining parts of my body, being careful not to accidentally undress myself once more.
I peeked at Lance when I heard him curse. It was low. Still, I heard it with all this deafening silence going on between us. He had an angry red face while his eyes stick on the road.
I withdrew my eyes, feeling that familiar sting, thinking that he was annoyed at me again. Then I caught a particular part of his body. With it bulging from his pants, it was hard to miss.
"Shit . . ."
He cursed again while I shifted my gaze away from his arousal and into the direction of the rainy scenery outside. This time, it was not only my cheeks burning –– my whole body was on fire!
It was like, every part of me was sweltering as it accumulated towards my core. My thighs rubbed each other, needing friction to eased the aching heat.
