Enjoy the drive.

Unlike the bus ride, despite feeling your exposed body move with the car, you feel less flustered in the safety of the car. Hannah also makes you oddly comfortable. It was her that got you to do the bet in the first place. You still can't believe you agreed. It really is thrilling, and her idea was a safe way to... experiment... with your newfound kink. It's humiliating to think about, though. The thing is, with Hannah, it doesn't feel shameful.

"We're almost there, ladies," the driver says.

"It would be a shame if the people walking the street saw you like that as we pulled up," Hannah teases again, but immediately stops herself. "So sorry. I just can't help myself with you. You're so brave, you know. It's admirable. But at the same time, so cute. I just want to gobble you up. Hey, let's make a deal. You can have your top back, but let me put it on."

You blush a little at the idea, but you're definitely fine with getting your clothing back.

She undoes her seat belt and scoots over beside you with the fabric in-hand. "You know I can't do it while you're covering."

You admit defeat and drop them free. She smiles, and pushes the top against your chest, enjoying the feeling for a moment. Her soft hands slide around to your back, and as she tries up the string, you notice just how close her face has become to yours. She looks up into your eyes. It causes you to blush even more than uncovering yourself for her did.

"There," she whispers. "All done. And perfect timing. We're here!"