car sex

I was only looking for a ride…and boy, oh boy, did I find it. The ride of my life.

Ride-sharing apps are on everybody’s phone nowadays. When a sleek, black sedan pulls up, I think I’ve called a car by mistake. Then Leo rolls down the tinted window, commanding and capable, with dark eyes I could lose myself in and a cocky grin that makes me weak in the knees.

I don’t know where we’re going, but when he tells me to get in, how can I refuse?

Even when he instructs me to pick up another man along the way.

And even when he tells me to touch the stranger.

Of course, it was no mistake.

Leo doesn’t make mistakes…but he does make me do everything I’ve ever fantasized about. And even a few things I could never have imagined.