You help me into the passenger side, holding my hand for support because you know my four inch heels are precarious. I love how you’re always the gentleman. Handle me like I’m made of crystal glass. Outside the bedroom of course.
I settle into the seat, smoothing my skirt over my knees. I turn and watch you settle into the driver’s side. Watch your beautiful masculine hands as you grip the steering wheel with one hand. The corded muscle in your forearm flexes. So fucking sexy. The other hand is holding the gear shift. Almost caressing it. Your hands have always turned me on. I think about them holding my face as you kiss me. Cupping my breasts. On the inside of my thighs spreading me open - like you own it. Oh but you do own it.
Almost like you feel my stare, you turn your head to look at me. A small smile forms on your face. Your eyes twinkle. I know that twinkle. You’re feeling naughty. Your hand grabs mine and you sweetly kiss the back of my hand.
You take the exit on the highway, pushing on the gas pedal to make the engine come alive. God, you know how much speed and power turns me on. A thrill runs through me. My nipples harden.
As we cruise down the highway headed to our weekend getaway, I look over seeing your hand in mine. I slowly lift your hand to my mouth. You’re still focused on the road in front of us. I smile slightly knowing what I’m about to do is going to make your cock harden. I place your index finger between my lips, slowly running my tongue over it. You react immediately, jerking your head towards me.
“Eyes on the road, babe”, I admonish.
You turn your eyes back to the road. I slowly start sucking your index finger, rolling my tongue around it just like I do when your cock is in my mouth. I glance down at the apex of your jeans and feel smug when I see your huge cock has hardened. God I love that cock. Always needing it.
I continue tonguing and sucking your finger. Fucking it with my mouth.
“Don’t start something you can’t finish,” you growl at me.
“Oh I always see things through,” I respond.
Suddenly you swerve the steering wheel to the right, changing lanes quickly. I look over at you and see your jaw set, eyes blazing. You continue on the exit, not saying a word. Your jaw still flexes. So sexy.
You take the exit without saying a word. I know exactly what I caused. And I’m delighting in it. My body tingles with anticipation. Wondering where we’ll end up.