Page 97 of Driving Beats

In a deeper voice, he replies, “Definitely.” He places my palm over the center of his trousers. “Don’t you agree?”

With a light touch, I squeeze his hard cock, causing him to suck in his breath. “I can tell.”

His hand runs over the outside of my body, going from the neckline to the hem of my new dress. A thought occurs. “Oh no. I don’t have anything to change into.”

“Then we better get you out of this dress ASAP. We have to keep it in good shape for your walk of shame tomorrow.”

I tap his naked shoulder. “I am not doing a walk of shame.” My chin rises. “More like a walk of pride. I want the whole world to know you’re mine.”

“I love how your mind works.” He kisses my lips. “But you’ve got it backwards. I’m the lucky one.”

I smile. “How about we tell everyone we’re helplessly devoted to each other.”

“Hopelessly,” he says. “The song from Grease is hopelessly…”

My hands slip around his neck. “I like my way better.”

He pulls away. “I don’t know. ‘Helpless’ conveys you don’t have any control over the situation. And I’m certain, for a damn fact, that you demand control in all aspects of your life.”

“Well, you got me there. But with you, it appears as if I can’t resist you. ‘Helpless’ fits us.”

“If that’s the case, I guess I’m free to do this?” He unzips my dress.

I giggle. “Seems like it.”

I shift my hips so he is able to take the dress off me. With care, he tosses it across the far arm of the sofa. “There. All safe. Now, let me look at you.”

His gaze sweeps over my matching blue bra and panty set. “Thought I should match the outer drapes.

“Damn, Nese.”

I wait for him to say something else, but his mouth is otherwise occupied by suckling at my nipple, through the cups of the bra. His teeth tug, which causes me to arch and give him greater purchase.

One hand slides around my back and the bra comes undone. “Uh, oh. Better put this by your dress. Don’t want it getting ruined either.” It joins the dress on the arm of the sofa.

With my boobs freed, he wastes no time in making them integral to this party. “Oh,” I moan. “Feels so good.”

I’m not lying, but I know what else would feel even better. While he tends to my upper half, my fingers undo the belt around his waist and slip it through his belt loops. The zipper on his dark wash jeans makes a gratifying noise as it lowers. Frustrated I can’t remove them from this position, I order, “Off!”

“Impatient, aren’t we?”

I tilt my head again. “If you want to leave them on, I suppose you could take care of me and then I can call it a night. I was only being nice.”

His finger dips under the elastic at my leg. “Oh, when I pleasure your pussy, you’re not going to want to sleep afterwards.”

“Is this a promise or a threat?”

“It’s definitely a promise,” he growls. His hands move to the outside of my hips and he rips my panties off my body. “Oops. Looks like I added extra spice to your walk of pride.”

Laughing at his antics, I tease, “You’re the only one who will know this secret. You’ll be able to touch me here.” I grab his hand and place it on my boob. “And here.” I bring his other hand down to my pussy, begging for his attention. “And here without any interference.” I lean forward and kiss him, hard, imparting my declaration of faithfulness absent words.

His tongue sweeps mine, in a fevered dance. Panting into my ear, he declares, “You’re mine forever, just as I’m yours.”

All talking ceases.

Placing me on my back, he licks and nips and kisses his way down to the juncture of my thighs. He laves my clit, causing my body to arch. “I’ve got you.”

Boy does he.