In the end, she thrusts her tongue into my mouth and my body takes over. I twist my tongue around hers and enjoy the first kiss I’ve had with her in weeks.
She ends the kiss by biting my bottom lip and tugging it gently, making my dick go so hard, I want to cry. I hope she hasn’t noticed. I don’t want to scare her or do anything to upset her. I shift awkwardly in my seat and clear my throat. She gives me a knowing smile and then climbs out of the car.
I start to get out, but she stops me with a mumbled, “Nuh-uh.”
“The curtains are twitching,” she says, trying to suppress her smile. “Mary Gannon will have all sorts of questions if she sees you escorting me to her front door.”
“It’s about time you and Declan come clean about this, you know. I live in fear that you’ll be railroaded by the staunch Irish Mammy and be wed to her son in the church of her choice next week.”
She lets out a loud laugh. “Not likely,” she says. “Go now. I’m fine. I’ll see you tomorrow somehow. I miss you all.”
“We miss you too,” I reply and then let her go, watching her make her way to the door and only pulling away when she is safely inside.