I couldn’t get her taste out of my mouth, or the smell of her out of my mind
The car that once felt too large now felt f*****g small. I wanted nothing more than to pull to a stop on the side of the road and worship every inch of her until I forgot how to breathe. Until I couldn’t tell where she started and I ended.
It also didn’t help that the smell of her arousal filled the air. At first, I thought it was my mind playing tricks on me, but after a few minutes, I couldn’t help but notice how she kept squeezing her thighs shut and avoiding my gaze.
She was still turned on.
I’d ripped her panties so she wasn’t wearing any, and it would be so easy to just reach out and touch her. No one would ever know. The road to the pack house was quiet at this time of day, there were barely any cars pa
