Nobody planned anything. That was kind of the beauty of it. You found yourself on this side of town; I was leaving work early. What I thought was just going to be a quick chat at your car turned dirty real quick.
“When are you going to fuck me?”
I knew the question all too well. I thought by now you would be tired of me deflecting it with some smart ass answer. And yet, here we are right outside the job. And there you are with a shit eating grin and those big eyes. You break your smile and begin to bite your lip, making sure to lock eyes with me even more. You know lip bites drive me crazy.
I’m already hard.
“I just want to feel it in my mouth.”
Fuck.
I can’t fuck you, the window isn’t big enough. I know there’s no such thing as a perfect time for anything but goddammit I want to be able to enjoy your pussy without thinking about the clock.
Besides the clock for how long I would be able to last once I was actually inside you.