Carlos's POV
"Well, maybe a kiss will help me concentrate better on work, motivate me. Your kisses have this incredible power over me, you know?" I coaxed her. "It would also put me in a good—"
"—Mood." The word died in my throat as the soft kiss landed on my cheek, sending my brain into complete chaos. I never expected Grace to actually do it. My focus on the road completely shattered, my thoughts consumed entirely by that single, gentle touch.
I pulled over to the curb and swiveled to face Grace directly. "Do you have any idea what you just did?"
Grace's face flushed crimson. She folded her arms across her chest, inadvertently pushing her breasts together as she fought her mortification. "Don't read into it. That was just a reward for your excellent work, motivation for the future. Next time, I won't—Ah—mmph!"
I caught her completely off guard, capturing her lips with mine. She resisted for mere seconds before her defenses crumbled and she surrendered to the sensation.
