Dove
"See you tomorrow," Bucky gave me the one hundredth kiss we probably shared tonight just as I was attempting to climb out of his truck.
"See you tomorrow Sir," I giggled and let out a yelp when he pulled back in then rested me on his lap again.
I straddled his lap and loved the way his arms wrapped around what felt like all of me. What we did in the parking lot was outrageous. I didn't understand how he could make me scream without even undressing me. He laid me down on the back seats and ground against me until I screamed out his name.
If there was anyone passing they definitely didn't have to guess what was happening. I wondered if he could manage to make me unravel like that, what would it feel like the next time we made love without the pain?
