Anna's glasses slip down her nose as she looks up at the masked figure towering over her. The dim garage light glints off the stranger's eyes, sending a shiver down her spine. Her breath hitches as he reaches out, tracing the rim of her glasses, then trailing down to her lips. She can't help but part them, inviting his hungry exploration. Her body responds to his touch, her core pulsing with need as he pushes her against the car's leather seats, his intentions clear and thrilling.