Olivia waited for the valet to bring his car around with her hands clasped in front of her hips. Her heart pounded and she crossed her ankles to hide the fact that she was pressing her thighs tightly together.
Noah paid them and took his keys. "Ready?" Noah barely got the words out; before, Olivia had him pressed against the side of his car. He chuckled against her kiss and sank his fingers into her soft hair. He ran his tongue along hers, while his lips brushed against her soft ones.
"Holy sh-" He barely bit the words out before he was gasping for air and sinking beneath the waves of her kiss again. His c**k flexed in his pants as he blindly reached for the door handle behind him. She continued to press her breasts against his chest as he led them beside the door, clumsily opening it.
