The bus jolted again, hard enough to rattle the windows, and she grabbed my arm like she was startled, but her nails dug in a little too deep, her thighs clamping tighter around me, trapping my cock between her sticky folds. Her chest was heaving, her breath hitching against my shoulder, and all I could think about was how insane it was—half the family asleep just feet away, the driver humming at the wheel, and here she was letting me finger her like she’d been waiting for it all along.

Her hand lingered on my arm, like she was going to push me away, but then it slid lower, resting...