DISCLAIMER:
In this chapter, there will be hints of sexuality, explicit violence, and sensitive (religious) topics for some adults.
If you are susceptible to these topics, it is recommended to stop reading this story.
After a heated conversation, they agree to leave the place.
They leave the bar, as they walk to Jhon's car.
At one of the tables away from the bar, a hand rises to ask for the bill.
After a few moments, from the bar, a silhouette emerges in fitted clothes, covered by a short trench coat, which stops for a few moments to look in the direction of the couple who are walking away in the parking lot.
To turn around and go in the opposite direction.
During the drive, in Jhon's car, the two find themselves excited, exchanging occasional glances.
Christine's hand touches like fire on the skin of the young architect.
The sliding of his hands caressing his thighs while talking, makes John's voice choppy at times, caressing both his legs and a little higher.
Out of the corner of his eye, Jhon observes that Christine takes out of her small bag, lipstick paint in ink.
Every move is provocative, the way he applies it to his lips, makes him wish the path was shortened.
At one point, Christine inserts her hand under her dress in the front.
Jhon, despite being at the wheel, tries not to lose detail.
Christine, with a sensual voice, tells him that she feels wet.
Unfortunately, there are no motels nearby to make a stop.