Earl got into the driver's seat and handed her the cylindrical, medium-sized ice cream container.
"Thank you." Natasha quirked the corner of her lips, to which Earl gave her a nod before he started driving. She impatiently opened the seal and started eating without thinking of offering him some.
The ice cream was silky and smooth. The flavor made Natasha wants more, and she ate scoop after scoop.
"Mm…" a soft moan escaped from her mouth, and Earl's body tingled.
He glanced at her and caught sight of her licking her lips. He swallowed, heat creeping across his cheeks. He kept his eyes on the road to distract himself from her. However, his eyes moved toward her from time to time. His throat went dry as he glanced at her licking the wooden spoon.
"Mm…" she moaned once again.
'Shit…' He cursed inwardly and uncomfortably moved a bit. It would be very embarrassing if she noticed his tight crotch.
