“So, am I allowed to know where you’re taking me yet?”
In lieu of an answer, Ash leaned across the console. Pulling her lower lip down with the pad of his thumb, he used that leverage to pull her close and kiss her. She was still moaning when he popped the glove compartment and withdrew a bandanna.
“Not quite yet, beautiful.”
Flattening the bandanna on his thigh, he folded it like an accordion. It wasn’t until he held it before her eyes that she understood. Her gasp was involuntary, as was the hot rush of moisture that radiated from the center of her being and wound up in the crotch of her already saturated panties.
“Do you trust me Zoey?”
Swallowing hard, she could only nod, unable to find her voice. In tacit surrender, she turned away from him, making it easier to tie the pseudo blindfold behind her head.
With one sharp tug, her world went black…”
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