Your boy best friend was driving home with one hand.

The two of you had an argument and weren't talking.

You crossed your arms and shivered, feeling a little cold.

He noticed and turned on the heater.

It would take a few minutes for the car to warm up completely, so you just sat there, waiting.

Your best friend suddenly spread your legs a little and rested his hand on your thigh.

His hand was warm.

He began caressing your skin with his thumb,

"How's that cutie? Feel nice?"

You looked out the window, hiding your faint smile.

You wanted him to go higher..