Everything happened so fast. He pulled me by the hand and we run until we arrived in his car.
My heart pounded an erratic rhythm as I observed him started the car. In silence, he drove faster than ever, speeding in the highway in controlled violence like we were catching a flight.
His hands gripping the steering wheel so hard that his knuckles turned white and his face set at the front focusing on the road. At that moment, my whole being seemed to be filled with waiting. I sat at the corner of my seat, wondering what he was thinking and how I wished I could read his mind.
I had ambivalent feelings. There was fear and a tingle of excitement inside me. The sexual tension we felt was so overwhelming. I could smell his wonderful male scent strongly that sent a delightful shiver of wanting, ran through me.