Shana
I’ve never had s*x in a car before, but when my back is pressed to the seat with Vincent’s legs resting on either side of me, he feels bigger somehow. His breaths are heavy, and I stare at him as he removes his shirt to reveal his toned physique. Beautiful, tanned skin fills my vision, and I wet my lips to stare at his abs as he inhales and exhales.
“You look like… Wow,” I stare at his muscles and then up at his face and darkened eyes. There is a possessive look in them that grows stronger when he caresses my face.
“You look like wow as well,” he whispers. “But you will look even better when you’re sitting on my face.”
Forgetting my grief and letting Vincent have his way with me sounds like a wonderful idea. I give him a faint nod, and he flashes me a grin before he opens the doo
