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He was getting bolder. Hand rubbing was one thing, sneaking a peak could be played off. Even touching her tail. His current antics were taking it too far.
His parents were talking about local people Meru didn’t know in the front seat. The radio was on high enough to be heard clearly but low enough to talk comfortably. At any point they could look back and see the hand rising over the curve of her thigh. In broad daylight! His skin was cool and she felt a shiver as fingers went between her legs. He was facing forward but she could feel his side gaze examining her reaction.
"Adder" She hissed as quietly as she could.
Her options were limited. She could look ahead and make direct eye contact when they inevitably noticed. No, that’s a bit much. How much longer is this trip? They'd been in the car for hours and time had lost all meaning.
She glanced out the window, trying to enjoy the trail his fingers blazed over her skin. But the fear of repercussions took most of the fun away. It didn't feel like adrenaline, it was just anxiety. Getting yelled at for being a pervert wasn't particularly her cup of tea.
This was too much. Shifting in her seat her scarlet hand grasped his pale wrist and firmly placed it on his own lap. Leaning forward she spoke with a soft smile.
“Could i get one of the blankets from the back?”
“You’re cold? I could just raise the heat”
With a smile she shook her head “I’m anemic, I’ll still be cold. And I like to bundle up and read or nap on long rides”
With their assent she unbuckled. He had to move his head for her to reach the back, and she felt a tingle of excitement at the prospect of being bent over the seat with her ass so near his face. A part of her wished he'd grab it, squeeze it. Grinning to herself she unzipped the luggage and grabbed her fluffy blanket. She made sure to add in some ass wiggles on the way back to her seat and smiled demurely as she buckled back in, draping the blanket over her legs and pulling it up to her chest.
He didn’t make it through one red light. Roving hands traveled again and she bit back a smirk. This she could get used to.
Street after street looked the same, or maybe she was just distracted. He was pitching a tent that had grown since his hand touched her thigh.
Reaching one hand under the cover she let it peak out the side and stroke his cock over his jeans, delighting inwardly at how firm it felt. He didn’t react, of course, except to give her inner thigh a delightful squeeze.
Her shorts were loose enough to allow easy entry, but he took his time. This was all brand new between them, and he seemed to savor the little shivers he caused with the slightest of touches.
Exploring was fun, but he had created a yearning within her and it was taking too long. Pulling out her phone she scrolled aimlessly as she shifted her legs. One up where she can lean her head on it, the other bent on the seat. The fabric was loose enough that if someone was standing in front of her-with the blankets off- they’d see it all.
The incentive was enough and he finally traced a way into her lips. She bit her lip, hoping he’d see, when he brushed her clit. The sensation was enough that- under any other circumstances- she’d be bucking her hips towards his touch. Instead, in a display of brilliant self-control, she clicked off of one app onto another as he finally entered her.
She smiled as his finger went exploring, twisting and turning and feeling blindly. The sensation was muted, one finger isn't very big after all, but this wasn't entirely about that. No point in rushing a good thing, he'd get the hang of it in time. His inexperience was adorable if she were being honest. Soon enough another finger came into the mix and, after feeling around, he began developing a rhythm.
Under any other circumstances she'd be humming, practically purring. Instead she simply smiled to herself.
She turned her head to look at him, and after a few moments he looked back. Those swirling blue eyes and that impish smirk. She met his gaze, hoping he saw in it her increasing desire to be on her back with her legs spread around him.
His thrusts picked up pace and he introduced finger number three. She glanced at the front and saw nothing amiss, so she allowed a lip bite and her eyes to roll back. He grinned and curled all three fingers.
“Alright, we’re here”
Her eyes shot open. She'd not even noticed them turning into a parking lot, but there was the hotel.
He pulled away and she wanted to whine, but instead focused on composing herself.
“I’ve already got the rooms so we just need to get the keys. “
“Rooms?” She cocked her head. “As in plural?”
“They’re linked by a door in the middle but there’s separate outside doors so two sets of keys."
Nodding, Meru bundled the blanket up in her arms and turned to open the door. She was jumping down when he grabbed her tail loosely, so that his palm slid up the length of it before releasing. The sensation was like touching a live wire, and she fought the urge to moan. Faking a cough she put her face in the blankets and bit down, letting her eyes roll back. She turned to see him walking away like nothing happened and felt a mischievous grin on her lips. Alright, if that's how it is. Two can play at that game.