Chapter Twenty-Five
Lincoln
Every town with teenagers has a parking spot and Williamsburg was no exception. Of course, vacant overlooks don’t always stay vacant, so my goal right now was to just find somewhere private not too far away. I wanted to park before the lust faded from her eyes.
parkingBy the water, I stopped the car and leaned over the padded center storage. “Come here.”
Her pink lips parted, allowing me to taste the lingering tang of tomato sauce on her tongue. For all the times she’d say we shouldn’t when I wasn’t touching her, as soon as we made contact, her attention was just as eager as mine. Everything about her was soft in the right places and she smelled like something naturally alluring.
we shouldn’tShe’d only worn perfume to the Thompson’s party.
“Isn’t this supp
