"Ames..." Linc whispers into my mouth, his breath is hot and heavy with aftertaste of coffee and the vanilla ice-cream, it is an insanely good heady feeling and I feel tingles travel down to my toes. His hand reaches down to cover my hand on his fly with his huge palm, he shakes his head and his mouth on mine stretches with a smile. I am too hot with lust to find the humour. Out of my senses with pure lust, I feel like an animal on heat."Let's not scandalise Mr. Peter, love." He whispers into my mouth. I take his lower lip and I suck on it like I am starving. He groans into my mouth, his hand goes into my hair, he pulls gently at the base, he kisses me back with as much if not more passion. I go weak in the knees. I melt. "I don't care." I whisper, my voice is raspy, heavy with lust, I almost don't recognise it. I do care about Mr. Peter at the driver's seat knowing what we are doing back here but I am too high on desire right now to care about what the middle aged man would think.
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