Bedmates Soulmates novel Chapter 146

When did he unhook her bra? 

Kira bit back a moan. 

The man was shameless! 

‘You’re getting excited, aren’t you?” Austyn kissed her left earlobe, then her clavicle. 

His strong warm fingers fondled her 

breasts. 

‘Don’t… Kira struggled to keep hold of her senses. 

This was a public road! 

The windows were down! 

Anyone could come by and see them! 

Panicking, she squeezed the hot, throbbing thing in her hand. 

Austyn let out a muffled grunt. 

His hand flew to his groin. 

He stopped kissing her. 

He leaned his forehead against her shoulder, panting 

Kira quickly pulled her hand back as if scalded. 

Austyn was still groaning. 

Kira started to feel uneasy. 

She’d just given it one quick, gentle squeeze. 

It was less than a second. 

It couldn’t have hurt that badly, could 

But Austyn’s reaction did not look faked. 

Kira debated offering a helping hand, like what he did for her earlier, but she wasn’t sure if a massage was what he needed at the moment. 

When Austyn finally got his wind back, he straightened up. 

His face was pale. 

Even his lips were drained of colour. 

His forehead was covered in beads of sweat. 

Kira was racked with guilt. 

Pain was writ large all over his face. 

Austyn impaled the culprit with a hard, icy glare. 

“Um…” she licked her dry lips, attempting to make amends. 

Knock, knock! 

She jumped at the sound. 

Someone was knocking on her side of the window, rolled halfway down. 

‘Someone’s here!‘ Kira whispered urgently, alarmed. 

The figure was standing right outside the car. 

“This is not over!‘ Austyn said through gritted his teeth. 

Didn’t she know she’d attacked a man’s most vulnerable body part? 

If she’d applied just a tad more pressure, she could have inflicted serious, permanent damage. 

Damage that could have affected her as well. 

Was she trying to turn him into a eunuch? 

‘Sorry…‘ she muttered an apology, her voice almost inaudible. ‘But shouldn’t we deal with the stranger outside?‘ 

Austyn leaned over and pushed open her side of the door. 

“Just get in the driver’s seat!‘ he snapped to the standing figure. 

The man, who had been admiring the Hummer, was startled. ‘Um, Mr McCarthy? Did you call for chauffeur service? ‘Can’t you read the license plate number?” Austyn snarled. ‘Now get in the front and drive!‘ 

The driver shrugged. 

He was used to dealing with irate customers. 

After all, most people who called for chauffeur service were drunk. 

Without a word, he climbed into the driver’s seat and started the engine. 

The car ride back to the villa was quiet and smooth. 

The driver kept just under the speed limit, which Kira appreciated. 

She pressed her shoulder against the window. 

Austyn was sitting on the far left in the backseat, with enough space between them for a fully grown gorilla. 

He was leaning back against the headrest, his eyes closed. 

His long legs were pressed together. 

Kira, guilt–ridden, watched his reflection in the window.