Navi was lost in the act, the sheer heady, wriggly intimacy of making Alec pant and moan from just her tongue and lips and mouth. She wondered, as they parked, if they were going to have sex in the car. But she pulled her mouth off of him, leaning back and looking into his eyes. She still had the fedora on and she grinned.
"C'mon. Hard for you to put me over your knee or anything fun in the car, huh." She winked at him, giggling, then realized what she'd said. "Oh my gosh, scotch makes me way too honest and giggly and hee." She blushed and licked her lips.