Have I ever not made good on a promise?

[ he noses against her, closing his eyes and inhaling her scent and savoring in her touch for just a second before he starts backing her towards where he thinks the bedroom might be. ]

All I've been thinking about while I've been driving is all the filthy, filthy things I want to do to you. Going down on you, fingering you, teasing you until you beg for more, you on top, you on your hands and knees...

[ he trails off and bites his lip. ] Made driving hard sometimes. Literally.