ELISEThe shock of contact nearly undoes me. He’s already hard, thick, heavy in my palm, and the coolness of his skin in my burning hand makes me whimper.Kieran stills. His chest rises sharply, and for a terrifying second I think he’ll shove me off his lap entirely. But he doesn’t. He sits motionless while I stroke him, my movements frantic, clumsy, desperate.“Kieran…” His name spills from my lips, ragged and breathless. “You feel…” I can’t even finish. My body trembles as I pump him harder, needing him, needing this.The partition hums softly behind us, Vincent keeping his eyes forward, and the car swallows every sound except the frantic drag of my breath and the faint rustle of fabric.My jeans feel unbearable, suffocating. I claw at the button with my free hand, fumbling until it pops open.Kieran doesn’t help me. He only watches silently, cold eyes fixed on me while I writhe in his lap and tearing at denim with shaking hands.I pause, lift my hips to shove the jeans down past my
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