“You were a bad little bunny,” I say. The more I think about her weak escape attempt, the more my frustration grows. Her lips tighten, and she refuses to look at me. “You know that, don’t you?” “Leave me alone,” she snaps. Mouthy little bitch. I take a deep breath and lean closer to her. I rub my hand up her thigh, enjoying the way her muscles tighten against my touch. “If you keep touching me, I’ll steer us into oncoming traffic.” “No you won’t, sweet rabbit,” I whisper. I call her bluff and run my hand across her lower stomach and slip it down the front of her slacks. As she grabs my wrist
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