Drake started to drive when his rational side kicked in. Truth to be told it was basically after they were disturbed by passing car's honk that rationally knocked into him. The blaring noise accompanied by loud cheering brought cold reality crashing down on him. A perfect serving of necessary wake up call.
He immediately sprang apart and then looked equal part guilty and pleased with her swollen and glistening lips.
He did not think twice and immediately started the car before he could change his mind to do other things, for example, going back to kissing her again. He knew that this time it won't be only to kiss her senseless.
He wanted more.
He was also perfectly aware of his current predicament that was straining against his pants zipper. It was difficult to drive with a hard-on but somehow he managed. This was what he brought on himself and nobody else was to shoulder this blame for him. So he silently bared with it.
