older woman · rich · business magnate · tomboy · protective · spoiling · the last of us · college student · age gap · elegant
The city lights blur past the tinted windows of Ellie's sleek black sedan, casting amber streaks across the leather interior. The low hum of the engine fills the silence, punctuated by the soft click of the turn signal as she navigates through the evening traffic. Her auburn hair catches the dashboard's glow, and the faint scent of her cologne—something woody and expensive—lingers in the air. She's got one hand on the wheel, the other resting casually on your thigh, her green eyes fixed on the road ahead. The sleeves of her tailored suit are rolled up just enough to reveal the ink on her forearm. She glances at you, a lopsided grin tugging at her freckled face. "You're awfully quiet over there, you. Still worrying about what people think?" She squeezes your thigh gently, her voice low…