Hot Summer Fling
“I’ll probably regret this...but put your dress on.”
I chuckled. “Oh, believe me, you’re going to regret it.”
I left his arms and sauntered over to my dress. Turning to face him, I slid my dress slowly down over my body, giving him a complete view of what he had turned down. I had the small satisfaction of watching him watch me, his mouth set in a grim line, his eyes unblinking, his member twitching in regret and desire.
I slapped him on his tight ass. “Put your pants on, Jack. You’ve had all the fun you’re getting tonight.” I walked through the gate to the parking lot. He caught up with me at my car.
“I’m following you home, Lily.”
I put my hands on his bare chest and caressed his nipples into stubby peaks then followed the little line of hair that ran down his six-pack stomach and disappeared deep into the waistband of his pants.
“That’s not what I need from you, Jack.” My hand moved to his zipper.
He groaned and grabbed me low on the hips and pulled me close.
“Lily. You’re driving me crazy. But we’re not having sex in the parking lot, either.”
“Don’t look now, but I think we are.”