Our heads change positions from side to side as our kiss deepens with every passing of our tongues over one another's. Luke places his other hand on my upper thigh, slightly under my dress. I feel goosebumps rise throughout my body and let out a tiny sigh in his mouth. He moves farther over the center council, and his hand inches up my thigh, resting gently upon my hip as he runs his finger under my lace panties. I grab hold of his shirt and squeeze it roughly in my fists as I begin to twist my hands.
I want him to climb into my seat and take me right here, right now. He has me so hot and bothered; I can feel my heartbeat faster and faster.
A voice comes over the radio, "Our show starts in eight minutes!".
Ugh, such horrible timing. We were having such an incredible moment. Luke pulls his face away from mine and lets out a sigh through his nose. Then we both burst out in laughter. He sits back in his seat, and I fix my dress.
"Please, visit our Snack Center for all your snacking needs. We have fresh popcorn, cold soda, an array of candies, ice-cream, and more," the voice continues.
"Are you hungry or thirsty?" Luke asks.
I am hungry but not hungry for food, hungry for him! I need to simmer down and collect myself.
"Not really," I reply.
"I'm gonna grab a soda. Do you want one or a water?"
"Water would be fine. Thanks," I say with a smile.
Luke gets out of his car, and I watch him as he strides to the Snack Center. I flip down the visor to check my hair and makeup. My face is red from the erotic adrenaline rush I just had. My heart is beating back to normal now. I turn to look at Luke at the Snack Center. I wonder if he had to adjust himself before heading over there. I giggle thinking about it. I couldn't have been the only one strongly affected by that steamy make-out session.
Luke comes back with water, soda, and a small popcorn. I give him a raised brow look.
"It smelled good," he says while he fishes out a popped kernel with his tongue.
I grab the water and soda from him so that he can sit back down in the car. Dinner and movie dates cannot get any better than this, rather snacking and movie dates!
"They announce what is playing while I was gone?" Luke asks.
"Not yet, but you did miss the dancing snack foods and condiments," I reply while laughing and performing a little dance number in my seat.
That was always a highlight of the movies whenever I saw them here with my dad.
Luke laughs, "Bummer, the dancing hotdog is my favorite!"
We laugh some more over the silly commercials they use. The evening keeps getting better and better. I love Luke's gorgeous smile, and his laugh is contagious.
The radio's voice comes on again after the little commercial ends, "Enjoy tonight's screening of Smokey and the Bandit! It will begin momentarily."
I can sense the excitement growing in Luke through the pure joy on his face when he hears what is playing tonight. It is priceless and super cute.
"No way! This is only the best movie ever!" he shouts in pure glee.
"It was my dad's favorite movie! Easy Rider coming in a close second, following Gone in 60 Seconds," I say, smiling as I look away from Luke and to the screen.
I am glad we have the same taste in movies, as he also does with my dad. I can tell his excitement fades a tad, knowing I am a little upset about the movie and my father. He places his hand on my lap; I look at him and smile, then place mine over his. It's a sign from my dad that he approves of me with Luke. Love you, Dad!
The movie begins, we are laughing almost from the moment it starts. We laugh at how crazy Carrie is at the beginning while running out on her wedding then getting picked up on the side of the road by Bo. Luke talks about how amazing the Trans Am is that Bo drives and his suburb driving skills. He laughs when the Bandit gives Carrie the nickname Frog.
"I need to give you a silly nickname like that," Luke laughs.
"I'm no runaway bride, hitchhiking for a way out!" I giggle.
Laughing more, Luke snickers, "I'm gonna call you, Turtle!"
"Turtle?!" I snort from laughing, which causes Luke to laugh even harder.
Trying to catch his breath while tears are present in the corners of his eyes, he says, smirking, "Turtle, it is—it's funny and cute! Just like you."
I laugh and smack him. He grabs the side of my face and cups my cheek in his hand. He leans in toward me and kisses me. This time he goes straight for it, full tongue action and all. Our kissing is more heated as we massage each other's tongues more aggressively, and both our breathing is heavy. I lift myself and crawl on top of him in his seat. I slide myself lightly down onto his lap, and he flips up his steering wheel. I dive back into our kissing as I bite his bottom lip gently and give it a light tug. He groans softly, then grabs my head with both his hands, and we kiss vigorously. The movie continues, but our attention is toward one another. Luke’s hands travel down my body, grazing across my chest, and stopping as he gets to my ass. He lifts my dress as he grabs a firm hold of each cheek. I rock my hips into his lap.
"Oh, my God!" Luke says in a low, shaky voice.
"You're so fucking sexy," he mumbles in my mouth as we continue making out.
I wrap my arms around his shoulders and persist rocking back and forth in his lap. Luke moves his hands from my butt and up to my hips then pushes me
