His cell phone rang and broke the silence. Finding their way around, she lightly dug her nails in and raked them across his back, and she felt him pull her closer. Her car reeked of sex, and she smiled to herself. Or was she? She loved the rain, and couldn’t have thought of a better person to be caught in a storm with. It was killing her to have to let him go, but she knew she had to. With a quick turn, he climbed onto his bike and she couldn’t help but to stare. With skill, she traced the underside of his ride softly and he moaned his delight in her ear. Taking her mouth in his, he kissed her in a mouth-grinding kiss that left her breathless. She continued rubbing her clit, her fingers drenched in her own juices as she imagined what it would be like to have Matthews thick, throbbing shaft buried deep inside her.
