Their starry night seemed stranger than usual; maybe it was the cab moving fast or the fact that his hand was caressing her inner thigh going farther up each time. She moves her head to face away from him; though they're far away, he could tell she was enjoying this more than expected. Eventually, his hand finally made the hem of her panties, and she quickly looked at him in shock, clearly knowing what he's going to do. Before she could stop him, he pressed and rubbed on the outside of her panties. He was getting aroused by the lustful, empty look in her eyes.
He then slid her underwear to the side and rubbed the marble hidden behind her moist walls. Though she was enjoying this moment as her dark cheeks turned into an almost rose red, he enjoyed it more. The idea of feeling and a chance of getting caught thrilled him, making him patch a tent in his pants. As the ride moved on, he gradually moved his fingers faster and faster, but moments before she finished, he stopped and brought the fingers to his mouth. The scent of it was like sugar, and the taste was just as sweet. She looked at him with lust and readiness as he licked his fingers clean of the juices.
Minutes later they finally make it home, and before he could even walk to the living room, she kissed him roughly, knowing he could offer what she wanted most. He kisses her back, holding her leg up around his waist, and he pins her to the wall. He finally takes both of her legs, carrying her to the kitchen counter and spreading her legs around him. She takes her shirt off, exposing her breast in the brightly lit room, stripping him as well. "Let's take this somewhere more comfortable," she says, taking her skirt off and dragging him with her.
