Duncan was not expecting me to climb onto his lap and kiss him. This was so out of character for me. Like way way out.
He stopped the car near The Belle, and his windows were not even tinned. Meaning everyone can see what we were doing.
I should be ashamed. Should be horrified. But I felt none of that. There was only the need to connect to this man in the most primal way possible.
Duncan tasted so good. Each time we kissed everything kept getting hotter and hotter. It was like a time bomb waiting to happen.
I bit his lower lip and soothed it by sucking it, then I slipped my tongue inside his mouth, wanting to play with his. In response, he grabbed my head entwining his finger at the base of my neck, making sure that I will not move.
Duncan pulled me closer so the vee between my legs was directly on top of his growing arousal. My underwear was soaked, I could feel my pussy continuously wet, and now that we are this close, I am practically drenched.
