18 and over only
She stands and looks out the window. People mill around behind her but she’s really only aware of him. Looking up, she meets his eyes in the glass and he moves toward her. A smile plays at her lips but she doesn’t move.
“Hi,” he murmurs in her ear, pressing his body against her back.
She leans back into him. “Hi yourself.”
“I think we should go home. I want to fuck you.”
A flush bursts over her body then and a fine tremor hit her hands. All she could manage was a nod.
They said their goodbyes and she let him lead her out to the car.
On the drive home, her fingertips traced up his neck, up his thighs, over the ridge of his cock through his jeans.
He practically yanks her from the car as he pushes her against the door, his body full against hers. Lips just shy of her mouth he whispers, “are you ready for me?”
Her brain begins to slow as his palm closes around her throat. Collars her with his hand while his body cages hers, his cock like a brand at her hip.
There are no words so she nods.