The back seat of the BMW M4 was tight, tinted in pitch blackness, and thick with a heavy, localized heat that built up instantly the moment the doors shut out the noise of the industrial lot.
Maya was straddling Liam's lap, her tiny black leather skirt bunched up high around her waist.
Her hands were tangled in his hair, pulling his face into hers as their mouths met in a hard, wet kiss.
"Mmmmh..."
"Mmmmhh..."
Their tongues slid together, exchanging heat and spit in a rhythmic, unhurried pace. The sheer heat of her body pressed directly down onto his thighs, her hips shifting instinctively as she leaned her full weight against his chest.
Liam brought his broad hands up, his fingers digging into the plush, rounded curve of her bare ass cheeks, squeezing firmly to anchor her right where he wanted her.
