She was sitting all curled up in the passenger seat. She
was dressed like we were going to rob a bank. In sweatpants and a hoodie.
When the car crossed the city and caught the highway, she moved to change the music. She played some soft romantic one and I said,
, "Are you turning it into a date?"
"There is no better date for me than a long drive." Of course, I knew that. That was the whole point. "Oh,
good to know that," I said.
And before I knew it, she moved closer and hugged my arm, pressing herself tight on it. I focussed on the driving but stole a glance at her. She was staring at me, with those sweet parted lips. I started slowing the car, but she placed a hand on my thigh and said,
, "Don't you dare slow down."
I increased the speed. Pulling way, she said, "I'm feeling
hot in this hoodie. You mind if I take it off?"
"Yes, I do mind that," | said.
Laughing, she took it off. Underneath she was wearing a black crop top. And when she hugged my arm this time, l felt her try softness and her true warmth. And that did it. I moved the car on the shoulder the road and stopped.
"Why are you stopping?" she said, looking up at me.
I brushed the hair away from her eyes. My fingers touched her skin. Oh her lips parted some more. And I leaned in and she raised herself and we met in the middle.
The kiss hit hard-way harder than I expected it to. She gripped the front of my shirt and pulled me closer. My hand went to her waist. I felt her breath go faster and warmer against my face. Oh it wasn't a soft kiss. It was messy, wild And as soon as it really began, she took the support of my shoulders and dropped herself into my lap. And I reached down and pulled the seat back. Falling over me, she bit my lower lip. I gripped her hair and bit back.
Oh the traffic and all 'em headlights outside, they all vanished for us, and wrapped around each other like that on the driving seat, we stayed lost into each other and kept kissing that dangerous kiss.
was dressed like we were going to rob a bank. In sweatpants and a hoodie.
When the car crossed the city and caught the highway, she moved to change the music. She played some soft romantic one and I said,
, "Are you turning it into a date?"
"There is no better date for me than a long drive." Of course, I knew that. That was the whole point. "Oh,
good to know that," I said.
And before I knew it, she moved closer and hugged my arm, pressing herself tight on it. I focussed on the driving but stole a glance at her. She was staring at me, with those sweet parted lips. I started slowing the car, but she placed a hand on my thigh and said,
, "Don't you dare slow down."
I increased the speed. Pulling way, she said, "I'm feeling
hot in this hoodie. You mind if I take it off?"
"Yes, I do mind that," | said.
Laughing, she took it off. Underneath she was wearing a black crop top. And when she hugged my arm this time, l felt her try softness and her true warmth. And that did it. I moved the car on the shoulder the road and stopped.
"Why are you stopping?" she said, looking up at me.
I brushed the hair away from her eyes. My fingers touched her skin. Oh her lips parted some more. And I leaned in and she raised herself and we met in the middle.
The kiss hit hard-way harder than I expected it to. She gripped the front of my shirt and pulled me closer. My hand went to her waist. I felt her breath go faster and warmer against my face. Oh it wasn't a soft kiss. It was messy, wild And as soon as it really began, she took the support of my shoulders and dropped herself into my lap. And I reached down and pulled the seat back. Falling over me, she bit my lower lip. I gripped her hair and bit back.
Oh the traffic and all 'em headlights outside, they all vanished for us, and wrapped around each other like that on the driving seat, we stayed lost into each other and kept kissing that dangerous kiss.