‘We’re outside,’ she said, registering that they were still driving along a darkened road. ‘It’s cold.’ Releasing her Rushe turned up the heat, then shook her again. ‘I want you naked now.’ ‘Why?’ she yawned. ‘Is this about art?’ ‘Take off your clothes, Kitten.’ ‘I’ll have sex with you when I wake up.’ ‘You’re awake.’
