You pick me up that night, your car's headlights flashing tunnels of bug-filled light through the dark. The air is heavy with moisture; it's obvious that it will break into rain but no one knows when. There's a slight chill in the air but I still run out to you wearing shorts and a t-shirt that is tight enough to hint at my curves.
I open the door and slide into the passenger's seat and you instantly push me up against the now-closed door and kiss me like you haven't seen me in so long. My mind is enveloped by the thought of you and how our bodies fit together like a puzzle.
You finally let me go, running your fingers down my neck to the gentle swell of my bustline underneath my shirt. I shudder and smile shyly at you.
"Put your seatbelt on," you say, shifting the car into drive. I do as you say and settle into the seat that now feels like mine.
It's always you and me in this car, I think. I smile softly and place my hand on your knee gently. You bite your lip and stare hard at the road, trying to use some self control.
We're on the road for a few minutes before you whisper "Fuck it," and turn off towards our place. You drive into the gravel parking lot of the park and turn off the car abruptly.
I look at you, my brown eyes wide. "Are you okay..?"
You don't respond, you just look at me with lust in your eyes and a low growl in your throat. I giggle because I know you want me and, while I want you too, I feel somewhat powerful.
I throw open the door, sliding my legs out and standing up in the dark night. There's no streetlights... just darkness.
We have been here before in the daylight which makes it easy for me to find the gravel path into the wooded area of the park. You get out of the car, your lit-up phone in your hand.
You start to shout to me but I put my finger to my lips and beckon you towards me, then turn around and walk down the path towards the meadow.
Once I spot it I kick off my shoes, walking barefoot through the grass. The longer pieces swish gently against my legs, bare under my shorts.
I hear your footsteps behind me and I walk towards a small tree surrounded by soft grass. You follow me and I turn around, grabbing you by your shirt's collar and kissing you hard. You respond by sliding your hands around my waist and placing them on my ass, pulling me close enough to you to feel your hard-on.
I moan slightly through the kiss, then pull away slightly and start to unbutton your shirt. I work my way down and kneel at the bottom buttons, slipping them through the holes slowly. You place your hands on my head and I'm sure you're picturing what will come next.
