Chapter 18

"You like that?" She asked breathily. He nodded, swallowing audibly.

"Okay. If you don't stop, I won't," June breathed. "Tell me more."

Subh swallowed again, nodding, acutely aware of the situation they were in. "I want to push my lips against yours," he continued, "feeling your heat, running my tongue along yours."

June started rubbing her finger up the length of the bulge. By now she could feel his shaft becoming harder and harder under her movements.

"I want to take my lips and run them down your neck. I want to run kisses down your body to the curve of your breasts."

Subh gasped as June shoved her hand into his pants, grasping his shaft through the thin material of his briefs.

"Go on," June ordered. Her hips were grinding themselves against the seat on their own accord. Wetness slid back and forth between her legs.

"I..." Subh licked his lips again, taking a deep breath. "I would... take your round nipples in my lips and suck them hard. I want to run my tongue between your legs and feel the wetness again, stroking you until..."

June started stroking up and down on his shaft through the silky underwear fabric, rubbing a thumb over the sensitive skin under the top of his head.

"I..." Subh tried again, his breath coming in short bursts. "I would circle your clit with my tongue again and again until you can't help yourself. I ..."

Her hand was now as tight around his shaft as was possible through the fabric. She pushed down until her fingers hit his sack, then pumped back up until just below his head. Her hand settled into a slow and steady rhythm. Her clit was swelling in her panties as she ground harder and harder in little circles. Her vision was starting to go black around the edges.

Subh closed his eyes and gasped out, "I would curl up my tongue into all the right spots. I would keep going, and hit the right pace, and make you cum again and again. and then I would..."

She pumped faster and faster, slightly squeezing and unsqueezing her hand with each pass.

He groaned again. "Then I would run my hands..." He looked down at her, pleading, "June, please... I don't... if you keep .. I'm... June..."

Her hand was pumping in a blur. The fabric was bunching under her fingers. His shaft twitched and throbbed against her palm. Now she could feel a little wet spot on the tip of his shaft.

There was a roaring in her ears. Was that her heartbeat? June wondered.

Reluctantly releasing her grip, June slowly slid her hand up Subh's shaft and out of his pants. Her panties were starting to get damp with arousal after grinding against the rough seat covering.

She took a shuddering breath, lying back against his chest. He put his arms back around her, leaning back until he was supported by the seat of the booth. They lay against each other for a while. June could feel Subh's pulse pounding against her ear as she rested on his chest.