What is that Buzzing Noise?

Sophia's fingertips danced across the hood of the car and Jay's eyes followed the movement, his gaze burning with intensity. He seemed to be drinking in every detail of her, from the curve of her neck to the rise of her chest. The air around them was electric, charged with a tension that seemed to vibrate through every cell of Sophia's body.

She felt the Bluetooth vibrator pulse again, and her hips arched ever so slightly, as if responding to an unseen command."Do you like the idea of being my servant?" she asked seductively.

Sophia's question hung in the air, the tension between them palpable. Jay's gaze never left hers, his eyes dark and intense. He swallowed hard, his throat dry as he tried to process her words and he answered her, ""I think you'll find that I'm more than just a chauffeur, I'd do anything to serve you, Professor," he whispered, his breath warm against her skin, sending shivers down her spine. His eyes seemed to burn with intensity, his gaze holding hers captive.

With a sly smile, Sophia slid off the hood of the car, her movements fluid and deliberate.

Jay reached for the car door just as Sophia arched her back and looked back at Jay so that Jay's cock was now firmly between the cheeks of her ass and she could tell he was excited.Jay's eyes widened, taking in the sight of Sophia's arched back and the curves of her ass, her body seemed to glow with an inner heat, the tension between them crackling with unspoken desire.

As Sophia's body arched backward, the curves of her ass pressed against Jay's rigid cock, sending a jolt of electricity through his entire being. His eyes remained fixed on the sight before him, his pupils dilating as he struggled to maintain control.

As he finally managed to grasp the door handle, his fingers closed around it like a vice, the metal creaking softly in protest. The sound seemed amplified in the heavy silence between them, as if the air itself was thick with anticipation. Sophia's laughter died on her lips, replaced by the soft hum of the vibrator, its pulsing rhythm echoing the hammering of her heart. Jay's eyes never left hers as he pulled the door open, the hinges creaking softly, the sound seeming to reverberate through the air. Sophia stepped forward, her hips swaying, as if drawing Jay's gaze towards her ass, her movement driven by a desire to tease him further.

Jay's eyes locked onto Sophia's, the air seemed to vibrate with anticipation, the tension between them palpable. His gaze drifted down to her lips, and Sophia's mouth parted slightly, her breath escaping in a soft whisper. The sound was like a spark to dry kindling, and Jay's eyes flashed with desire. He took another step closer, his body inches from Sophia's, the heat from his skin radiating towards her like a warm caress.

Sophia's hands, still resting on the car door, curled into fists, her knuckles whitening as she fought the urge to reach out and touch Jay.

"Oh, I like the idea of you being my servant, but only if you can keep up with my demands. You should know by now that I have very expensive taste and exotic appetites." Sophia informed him an expecting an answer that showed his full devotion to her.

As Sophia's words hung in the air, Jay's eyes seemed to gleam with a mixture of excitement and trepidation, his pupils dilating as he processed the implications of her statement. He took a deep breath, his chest expanding beneath his tailored shirt, and his voice dropped to a low, husky whisper. "I'm willing to do whatever it takes to keep up with your demands, Sophia. I'll be your servant, your plaything, whatever you want me to be. " The words tumbled out of his mouth in a rush, as if he was eager to prove his devotion. Jay then pressed his cock even further against her as he ran his hands down over her hips, "as you can see and feel I have all of the means to satisfy all of your tastes, appetites, and cravings."