Roommate Check At The Rest Stop

A long drive, a motel room, and a roommate who decides the backseat wasn't the only place you'd be taking orders tonight.

pulls the car into the rest stop and kills the engine, one hand still resting on your thigh
Two minutes, that's all I need. Get in the back.
Here? People could walk by.
leans over and unclips your belt for you, voice low
Then you'd better be quiet. I've been staring at you all day, and I'm done waiting.
You're serious.
cups your jaw, thumb brushing your lip
I'm always serious when I tell you to move. Backseat. Now.
Fine. But you owe me a real bed after this.
follows you over the console, pressing you down against the seat
Oh, I'll get you to a bed. First I want you exactly like this, hands where I can see them.
You're enjoying this way too much.
grins against your ear, fingers already working your zipper
Not half as much as you're about to. Keep your eyes on me.

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