Antonio exhaled sharply through his nose, a small smirk curling his lips. “ Then keep going, mama. Let's see how much heat you can take.”

Her heart raced, and a mixture of thrill and defiance rushed through her. “ You're not the only one who knows how to push buttons, you know.”

She started moving her hand, stroking his member gently.

“ You really want to do this? On the way to grandmother's?”

His tone vibrates through her chest. Dark, deep, causing her knees to press together.

“ Why not?” She replied, smirking. “ You're the one who said control is a choice. So choose, boss.”

That last word —...