Don't Call Me Stalker

She looked up as we gazed at each other. Our faces were closing distances and before we realized it, we were kissing.

She let go of the steering wheel and grabbed my face.

"Daulla"

"It's Daisy"

"People will see us"

"They won't"

She leaned close and kissed me on the lips, inserting her tongue in my mouth as she played with my hair.

"Let's go home first," I said as I kissed her back.

"One more kiss"

She kissed me as she bit my lower lip and said, "It's kind of exciting doing it here"

I sucked her tongue saying, "Then don't do it"

"Your words and actions don't match"

"You know very well the reason why"

She pushed me back on the back seat as she kissed me and climbed on me.

She started kissing my cheeks, forehead, eyes, nose. She was kissing everywhere she could.

I was letting her do whatever she wanted.

She kissed me and said, "Do you mind?"