The Uber was minutes away. Aphrodite spent the intervening minutes in nibbling delicately on Michele's earlobe, then leaned close for their first real kiss, firm but gentle pressure of lips against lips.
She sighed happily. This was so exactly what she had wanted. When the Uber pulled up, she grinned.
"Come on," she said. Then, making a split second decision, she lowered her guard. She looked Michele right in the eye, letting her see all the lust and desire she felt for her.
"You are about to get fucked by the goddess of love," she smirked. "Are you ready?"