Nicole looked around and asked, “What if someone sees us parked over here?”

I turned off the ignition and the car lights. “Just keep your head down and they won’t even think about us.”

She looked at me and smirked. “That’s another fantasy of yours, huh, getting sucked off while cars drive by?”

“There’s nobody driving by in here. They’re all out on the road.”

“But what if a cop drives up to investigate?”

“Investigate what?” She was talking too much. I was ready to grab her head back down. I said, “Not if you’re done already. But the longer you wait…”

She caught my drift. “I should shut the hell up and finish giving you this blow job, huh?”

I started smiling but didn’t comment.

“You see how you are?” Then she went back to work on me with no more distractions. She sucked and sucked and sucked until I was ready to boil over.

“Oh, shit, you got me!” I yelled.

I panicked, thinking that she would pull away and have me spraying all over my car. So I grabbed the back of her head to make sure she got it all.

“Mmmmph,” she grumbled. She didn’t fight me though. So it was all good.

When she finally came up for air, she asked me, “Why you do that?”

I thought the truth may have been too tacky to bare. I didn’t want to spray my leather car seats up with cum. But hell, a girl could choke and die down there if the nut was strong enough. So I was basically willing to kill a girl over my car.

I said, “I’m sorry. I guess I just…I just couldn’t control myself.”

She wiped the edges of her mouth with her hands, and took out a napkin from her purse to finish the job. Then she pulled out a pack of Wrigley’s spearmint gum.

“You want a stick?”

I took one. “Thanks.”

We just sat there for a minute. I needed to recuperate anyway. I couldn’t just drive off. My nerves were still tingling. That Nicole knew what the hell she was doing.

She looked at me and said, “So, where are we going now?”

I still had a dilemma. I didn’t want to take her back to my place, and she had already stated that she didn’t like her hotel. All that was left was getting a new room at a better hotel, or going out to the clubs all night until it didn’t make a difference. But I didn’t feel like partying just to kill time. And I was sure Nicole wanted to get her thing off. She was waiting for me to take her somewhere where we could finish getting freaky.

Right in the middle of my perplexed thoughts, my cell phone went off. I had it on vibrate, but since there was nothing going on in the dead silence of the car, Nicole was still able to hear it buzzing against my hip.

“Your phone,” she told me.