“Oh god,” she gasped as I slid over her clit and rubbed my thumb over it in small circles.
“You like that?” I asked.
She whimpered. I took it as a good sign and slid a finger inside her. Instantly, her body reacted. I began to thrust in and out, slowly, coaxing pleasure out of her. And then one finger turned into two, and I hooked them to find the spot I knew would send her over the edge. I bent down and nudged her shirt and bra away to take a nipple into my mouth. She gasped and I moved my fingers faster, needing to feel her release.
“Desi, Desi,” she chanted my name in such a way that I realized this was all I needed. For the rest of eternity, just her gasping my name as she came.
“Come for me now,” I demanded, nipping at the hardened bud in my mouth. A cry came from her body as she stiffened, and I dove my hand deeper, pressing on the soft button, dragging her orgasm out.
She was the most beautiful being I had ever seen. So surprised, so glowing, so completely undone. She fell against me, and I could feel our hearts banging against each other as if trying to get to the other. I closed my eyes and reveled in what we had just done. I didn’t need to come. I could watch her do it forever.
Her breathing steadied, but neither of us moved for a long time. “I’m okay to drive. We should get you home.”
She sighed and moved off me. “Yeah, you’re right.” We adjusted our clothes and climbed into the front seat. As I put the car into reverse, a loud thump came from the trunk.
“What was that?” Scout jumped.
“Nothing, just the dead body I have in there.”
That was the first truth I told all night.
