In the moving car, Natalie could hardly believe what they were doing—it had gone beyond just kissing like before. Justin had unzipped her dress at the back, sliding it down her chest, leaving her bare to his unruly hands.
Instead of feeling embarrassed, Natalie kissed him, feeling empowered as she took the lead, straddling him comfortably. Her hands ran through his hair, clutching it as she kept his face tilted upward, allowing her to kiss him as much as she wanted while leaning down toward him.
Meanwhile, his hands roamed roughly along her bare skin, kneading and gripping, leaving faint red marks in their wake. When they finally pulled apart, breathless, she whispered against his lips, "If we do it here, they'll hear us."
"sometimes back, I gave them high-quality noise-canceling earphones. I'm sure they're using them," he replied, his voice deep and husky.
