Jess passed the pipe discreetly over the center console. \u00a0I took it without looking down. \u00a0"How’m I doin’?“<\/p>\n
"Hang on,” she cautioned, her fingers dancing on my bare arm. \u00a0Then a sharp tap. \u00a0"Okay go.“<\/p>\n
She leaned over and held the wheel steady while we rocked down a straight stretch of freeway, the ‘82 Benz pleased to be running again. \u00a0I ducked and took a hit, blowing the smoke out the cracked window.<\/p>\n
"Ahhhh. \u00a0Much better.”<\/p>\n
“Rest stop,” Jess said. \u00a0She squirmed in her seat. \u00a0"I need to pee.“<\/p>\n
My buzz kicked in as we pulled off into the empty parking lot. \u00a0I got out enough to lean on the door and air out the car while Jess scampered in and out of the ladies’ side of the shingled building. \u00a0I took another hit from the pipe, keeping my eye on teh entrance in case any late-night truckers showed up. \u00a0Apparently no one else within a few hundred miles had decided to go for a 2 am ride.<\/p>\n
"Boo,” Jess said right in my ear, and I reached out and caught her around the waist. \u00a0I planted a huge wet kiss on her temple.<\/p>\n
“Hey, cutie.”<\/p>\n
“You’re high as fuck, huh.”<\/p>\n
“Yup.”<\/p>\n
“So c’monnnn,” she said, grabbing my hand and dancing to the back door of our massive car. \u00a0I followed her a couple of steps before I realized what she was after.<\/p>\n
“Jess! \u00a0We’re not allowed.”<\/p>\n
“Yes huh.” \u00a0Her eyes sparkled. \u00a0"I made the last payment just now. \u00a0See?“ \u00a0She held up her mobile phone. \u00a0I had to squint to see it, but the Total Amount Due number was unmistakable: $0.00.<\/p>\n
We could finally fuck all over our car.<\/p>\n
"Hell yeah!” I said and dove, taking her under me so we sprawled across the back seat. She giggled and bit her tongue in concentration as she felt for the door handle with her foot. \u00a0I heard it close behind me without even hitting my shoes. \u00a0"Nicely done.“<\/p>\n
"Make out with me,” she said, putting her hands on my cheeks and pulling me down over her.<\/p>\n
I fumbled with her pants in the dim light cast by the one rogue streetlamp until I got to the thong beneath. \u00a0I swept the little triangle of fabric aside and fingered her. \u00a0She moaned but could hardly have gotten wetter.<\/p>\n
“Did you – ”<\/p>\n
She put a finger that smelled distinctly of pussy to my lips. \u00a0"Shhhh. \u00a0Just fuck me.“<\/p>\n
"You beautiful slut,” I said and wriggled until I could go down on her. \u00a0My tongue drew letters on her clit, slow, thoughtful ones that made her sigh and tremble and ask me what I was spelling.<\/p>\n
“Important things,” I said, raising my head and licking my chin. \u00a0"Things that I dare not say out loud because maybe this is all just a really cool dream.“<\/p>\n
"Okay,” Jess said. \u00a0"Then go real slow and I’ll figure it out.“ \u00a0She rubbed the bare tops of her thighs and giggled nervously. \u00a0"And hold the extra tickles or I’ll have no idea.”<\/p>\n
Gently, I spelled it out: I W-A-N-T T-H-I-S A-L-W-A-Y-S. \u00a0She missed the As and the Y, but I could see from the look of peace on her just-visible features that she had figured it out.<\/p>\n
“I love you,” she said, her fingers in my hair.<\/p>\n
“Ditto,” I said, and when she threaded her hands through the door handle I began to thrust.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Jess passed the pipe discreetly over the center console. \u00a0I took it without looking down. \u00a0"How’m I doin’?“ "Hang on,” she cautioned, her fingers dancing on my bare arm. \u00a0Then a sharp tap. \u00a0"Okay go.“ She leaned over and held the wheel steady while we rocked down a straight stretch of freeway, the ‘82 Benz … <\/p>\n