"come on,
let's get you home."
he chuckles,
buckling your drunken body into the passenger seat.
wrapping your hands around his neck,
you beg.
"touch me, please."
he gently removes your arms,
"not tonight. sorry, baby."
"why not?" you whine.
he leans in,
kissing your cheek.
"because when i fuck you,
i want you to remember how hard you're going to cum on my cock."
