Shane stepped backward to allow Carmen to get out of the car, and took a step forward to corner her somehow once Carmen had both feet on the ground. She placed her hands on Carmen’s sides and gave a little push so that Carmen was supported by the car door. They were well past the phase of staring at each other’s longing eyes, denying every bit of feeling that they felt for each other for more obvious and delicate reasons than just one.

Carmen took hold of one of Shane’s arm while the other hand traveled from Shane’s chest when she tried sensing whether her heart was beating as fast as hers to the side of Shane’s neck that she knew needed more attention from her, and then onto the nape which gave Shane a sign of what they both craved. Shane leaned in for a taste of Carmen’s sweet lips once more and she was rewarded with a long, passionate, and enduring kiss that neither one of them felt the necessity to come up for air.

Their tongues were dueling inside, as if they were running out of time. Without breaking the kiss, Shane moved backward a bit pulling Carmen with her, an indication that they could perhaps, work their way inside the house for a more private spot rather than making things more heated up outdoor. But Carmen would not budge after another attempt to draw her in. “No.”

“No? Wha–? We could uh…” Shane started, but didn’t finish.

Carmen slid a couple of feet to her left side so that her back was just inches behind the door to the backseat of the car. She pulled on the door and went straight inside.

Shane grinned. “Kinky.”