Chapter 22

Suddenly, she noticed that they were rounding the corner to her street. The cab would be pulling over at any moment, and the driver would be sure to notice Subh's hand buried in her honeypot. With a strangled cry, she pushed away Subh's hand and quickly tugged down her skirt.

"We're almost here," she whispered to him, frustration filling her voice, "I don't want anyone to see us."

His fingers continued swirling, pushing deeper and deeper until a finger curled its way up into the slick hole of her entrance. June almost choked on her moans, holding her breath as Subh's finger curled in and out, gradually increasing its pace. The fingernails of her own hand dug hard into Subh's thigh.

Subh nodded reluctantly. He looked at his fingers, pausing for a moment. Then he very deliberately stuck the tip of each finger into his mouth, sucking off the juices.

June stared at his hands, then his lips. She had a hard time deciding whether that was terribly kinky or terribly arousing. Or maybe both at the same time. Her clit was throbbing in longing for release.

As they pulled up to her stop, the driver wrapped up his conversation on his phone, finishing with some firm-sounding sign-off in his own language.

Paying the driver off, they got down infront of her apartment.

June felt like a mess!

"Shit... I don't have a rubber!" Subh suddenly muttered.

"What?"

"Rubber? Condom I mean." Subh grinned sheepishly.

"Oh... I don't have it either." June bit her tongue.

"Proves how sexually deprived we both are!" Subh let out a laugh and June joined him.

"So?" She asked.

"So... A medical shop? Or, we don't do it... Or, do it without...."

"Medical shop... Two minutes walk!" June rolled her eyes and started walking towards the other side of the road.

Subh smiled.... and followed.