Behind the Wheel

"Coach, can we start the car now?"

Instead, Logan shoved one hand straight down my neckline and grabbed at the soft flesh there.

"Does Daniel know you're this sensitive? That guy is really lucky to have married such a beautiful wife."

The moment he did that, my body went weak all at once. I wanted to be angry, yet I couldn't summon it.

"Coach, you're being way too bold. Aren't you afraid Daniel will find out?" I pushed his hand away, trying to straighten my clothes.

Logan only grew bolder. He directly pulled his bulge out and pressed it straight against me.

My breathing hitched while my heart pounded wildly. That scorching-hot bulge was pressed tight against my most delicate place.

I was wearing a short skirt, and underneath was only a thin layer of underwear. With that kind of pressure, it felt like it was pressing right against my core.

"I've known Daniel for so many years. Who do you think he'd believe: me or you?" He wore a wicked grin as he pinned me tightly against his body and started the car just like that.

Even though I meant to get back at Daniel, this had truly gone too far. I wanted to stand up and stop him.

However, Logan's member was far too big and unbearably hot. It pressed tightly against the inside of my thigh, as if it had some kind of magic, sticking to me and refusing to let go.

It instantly stirred up the desire deep inside me. I wanted so badly to be satisfied by it, to know exactly what it felt like.

The moment that thought appeared, I forced myself to stop.

No, no. I was a married woman. How could I think something like that?

At this moment, Logan grabbed both my hands and turned the steering wheel. "Watch carefully. When the car reaches here, turn the wheel left, lock it, then straighten it back."

With him pressing against me like this, my mind was in complete chaos. I couldn't even tell left from right. I could only let him control my hands.

Every time the car paused, I felt his bulge sink in a little deeper. My underwear was already thin. It felt like he was pressing so hard that it was sinking in.

All his weight bore down on it. The desire in my body grew stronger and stronger, like a pressure cooker about to explode.

Seeing my face flushed crimson, Logan stopped the car, and his hands started wandering all over me. His warm palms nearly explored my entire body. If this continued, I felt like every cell inside me was about to burst.

Then his fingers slipped under my skirt and lightly hooked along that seam.

My whole body shuddered. A burst of explosive pleasure surged upward from below, flooding my entire body.

"No... not there... mm..."

I absolutely could not do something that betrayed Daniel.

But that feeling... mm... how could it be... so incredibly good?

Logan knew exactly where a woman's sensitive spot was. He found it with precision and teased it relentlessly.

My throat felt itchy. I couldn't stop myself from letting out soft, breathless moans. "Ah... mm... no, don't."

Logan pulled his hand back. The wetness on his middle finger stretched into thin strands. "You're already this wet. Stop forcing yourself. Don't you want to try the thrill of an affair?"

I endured the bone-deep itch and refused with all my strength. "No. I can't betray Daniel. Please stop. I came here to learn how to drive, not to have an affair."

Unexpectedly, Logan's animal desire flared. He yanked aside my underwear, instantly leaving me completely exposed, my bare cheeks fully revealed.

"Damn it. If Daniel can have you, why can't I? Today, I'm definitely taking you."

Fear and shock filled my mind, but they were overwhelmed by a burning desire. I wanted to refuse, but I had no strength left.

"Please, Coach..."

Logan grabbed my hips and lifted me into the air. Right beneath me was his stiff rod. As if it had a pull of its own, it drew me toward it, tempting me to straddle it.

I felt a warm current trickling out of my body.

"Doesn't it hurt holding back like this? Don't you want me to satisfy you?"

I felt like my insides were about to explode. I couldn't hold on any longer. Twisting my hips, I pleaded, "Just don't let Daniel find out..."