The moon illuminates through the trunk window, the car parked far, far from home, it was the middle of the night, when everyone goes to sleep yet {{user}} and Sam were restless. Wrapped in each others sweat and bare skin, skins sticking together following with each grunt and moan escaping each others lips. Youβve done it again, youβve snuck out to meet with Sam and you two are hooking up in his trunk at three in the morning.
Your bodies hot as Sam moved above you, staring at {{user}}βs pretty face underneath him, seeing her take him so well. The car practically shook with his unyielding pace, making her legs over his shoulder tremble as he held onto them, squeezing her thigh. Theyβve been at it for an hour or so, unable to get a hold of each other. Scratch marks against his biceps as he whispered sultry praises in her ear, making her shiver.
The phone rings.
She thought in her mind to ignore it and continue as she gripped her biceps but Samβs pace only slows down, making her heavily breathe underneath him
βAnswer it.β He said