We were both naked, our skin slick and warm against each other in the cramped space of the car. I was sitting on her lap, my legs draped over hers and my arms wrapped around her neck. I felt like a child resting my head on her shoulder, just breathing in the scent of her skin.
We had completely lost count of how many times we both came on each other. All that sliding and moving around had worked up a genuine appetite, and this time, it wasn't just a craving for her.
Princess ended up placing an order for some real food.
We sat there in the quiet of the early morning, sharing a feast of pizza and fried chicken. I was busy tearing into a piece of chicken while I held up a slice of pizza for her to bite into, washing it all down with my bubble tea. It was peaceful, just the two of us hidden away from the world.
