Oh, she knew exactly what she was doing. She also knew exactly what that look in his eyes meant as he turned his attention to her after she had removed her coat. She tried to act completely innocent, though she smirked victoriously when his attention was back to the road, the corner of her bottom lip tucking between her two rows of pearly whites. The hand that was closest to him reached over to rest on his thigh, careful not to distract him too much, since he was still driving.
When they pulled into the parking lot, the hand on his leg was used to have her fingertips trail over the fabric of his pants, her eyes meeting his once the car had been turned off. A giggle was heard as he grabbed her and kissed her, though it faded away against his mouth, her giddiness subsiding and turning into lust as she returned the kiss, her free hand reaching out to be placed on the other side of his face, scooting closer to him on the bench seat. The kiss was deep, passionate…needy. They both needed this, and they deserved to have it. After a while, Gabrielle groaned against his mouth, adjusting herself to climb over her husband, straddling his lap, careful not to sit on the horn.
Her lips moved from his, meeting his cheek, his jaw, and then his neck, her hand placed on his chest as she curled her fingers around the cloth of his shirt, purring against the sensitive skin near his pulse, since that was where her mouth had stopped moving.
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