As Oliver drives, I slump down in the seat in my jacket with no shirt underneath, pants rumpled and feet bare. There is still a low burn of arousal in my belly, but for the moment I am sated and calm, skin buzzing pleasantly.

"Hm, what should we talk about on the drive home?" I drawl out, voice low and a little raspy as I turn to watch him, moonlight turning his skin a glowing silvery blue. "I know. Why don't you tell me how you want me to fuck you?"

I grin and reach over to put my hand on his knee, squeezing as I let out a soft chuckle. "I'm very curious."