◆◆◆ Chapter 1 ◆◆◆
Victoria gripped the overhead rail so hard her knuckles blanched as the bus swayed through snarled evening traffic. The short pleated skirt that had felt flirty at 7 a.m. now rode dangerously high on her thighs, the hem flirting with exposure every time the vehicle lurched. Sweat prickled between her breasts; the press of too many bodies had turned the air thick and intimate.
The man behind her radiated heat like a furnace. Tall. Silver hair swept back, sharp cheekbones, a jaw that looked carved for biting. Each time the driver braked, her ass was forced back against the unmistakable ridge of his erection — hard, thick, unapologetic. He didn’t pull away. Neither did she.
She was already wet. Shamefully, embarrassingly wet. Just from the accidental friction. Just from w
