Melanie kissed Derek before his hands left the steering wheel, her tongue tracing a seductive outline of his full lips. Derek smiled at her usual aggressiveness, finding himself aroused at her inability to wait. He pulled away from the luscious lip lock, torturing both himself and the love of his life that he lived with for the past three years. Melanie let out a whimper of displeasure.
“Let’s hurry and get the condoms, and then we can have all the fun you want,” Derek ordered, his hand on the door.
“In the car?” Melanie’s voice perked up as she slowly smoothed her hands down her chest. Derek licked his lips as she breathed, the curve of her breasts pushed taut against her tight sweater. He could not wait to get home, rip off her clothes, and swallow one of Melanie’s perky breasts in his mouth, twisting the exposed nipples between his finger and thumb, licking and biting the hell out of it until Melanie whimpered in defeat…
“I’ll start a fire when we get home,” Derek managed to choke out.
“Goody.” Melanie jumped out of the car and raced ahead of him to the store, Derek’s pace hindered by the large growth he now sported in his pants.
They made their way to the rear of the empty store toward the pharmacy department. Derek stared at the tight buns wiggling in front of him. He could see the outline of Melanie’s thongs through the white cotton skirt she wore. When Melanie paused to bend over the aisle in search of the perfect product, Derek reared back and slapped Melanie’s rear possessively. Ahh, that sounded good.