The day was quite warm, the bright sunshine beating down as the red convertible zipped along the country road. Steve watched her out of the corner of his eye, appreciating the short skirt Dawn was wearing. He always got a twinge in the pit of his stomach when he thought of her; the way her legs wrapped around him when they made love, the feel of her skin, the smell of her.

Steve felt himself growing just a bit from thinking about her. Dawn was daydreaming about the night they had just shared. She closed her eyes for a moment and smiled; Steve was a very imaginative lover. She turned to look at him, and he at her. They smiled at each other, knowing instinctively what the other was thinking.

Dawn glanced down and noticed the bulge in his pants. A big grin spread across her face as she thought about him. She turned and slid across the seat towards Steve. Placing her lips close to his ear, she whispered how much she liked the things they had done together the night before.

Dawn reached down to rub him with her palm. Through his jeans, she felt him push up to her hand slightly. She touched his ear with the tip of her tongue, tracing the edge all the way from the bottom of the lobe to the top, then dipping slightly to the inside.

Steve shivered, a growl escaped his lips, and he tightened his grip on the steering wheel. She unbuttoned his jeans and slowly pulled down the zipper. She was toying with his ear, teasing with her tongue, nipping lightly with her teeth. Her breath in his ear was wonderful, as was the pressure of her hand on his swelling member. “Raise your hips, lover,” Dawn whispered.

Steve gladly obliged and she slid his jeans down over his hips to give her access to him. She began to caress him with her hand, as she kissed downward, on the side of his neck, in the hollow where his shoulder began, and still downward.

She unbuttoned his shirt, kissing the skin as it was exposed. Dawn took his nipple lightly between her teeth, running the tip of her tongue over it as he took in a sharp breath. Steve slowed a bit, unable to concentrate on his driving and what her hands and mouth were doing to him at the same time. He placed his right hand on her hair, caressing her lovingly. She continued to kiss his warm skin, slowly working her way downward, toward his straining erection. Dawn took him in her hand again and held him while she lowered her head and flicked her tongue against the tip. Soft, feathery, teasing, little licks caused him to shudder.

His hand still in her hair, Steve pushed her head down. He pushed himself into her hot mouth. Dawn eagerly took him in. She swirled her tongue around him, licking and sucking. His fingers tightening in her hair, he pushed her down even farther until his entire erection disappeared in her mouth.

Steve groaned loudly, gripping the wheel and her hair tighter. She began to pull back, all the way to the tip, only to slide her lips down again.