ISABELLA
I couldn't shake off the feeling of embarrassment after a few minutes of pleasure as I buttoned up my clothes.
Just moments before, I had let Lorenzo pleasure me in the car. It was a wild, impulsive moment, and now I felt like I was going to crawl out of my skin.
I glanced over at Lorenzo, expecting to see a look of embarrassment on his face. But instead, he seemed completely nonchalant, his eyes fixed on the road ahead.
This only made me feel more uneasy, wondering how many other girls he had done this within the car for him to be this cool with it.
As we hit the road again, I couldn't help but ask, "How many girls have you slept with in this car?" My voice was barely above a whisper, but Lorenzo heard me loud and clear.
He chuckled at this question "A lot," he replied, his eyes never leaving the road.