"Put your penis away for god's sake!"

I knew nothing good happens when doing dirty things in a car.

We had been so distracted- well Harry was since my head was under the view of the road- that we completely missed the California highway patrol creeping up on us three cars back.

Harry pulled over as carefully as he could while I adjusted my top and wiped my lips away from any saliva. I can't believe this was happening. But also this is such a Harry and Bonnie thing to happen. At least this time Harry actually has a license.

When he first moved out here he had no California license until recently the law allowed people here to get their licenses even if they were not from here.

We had been pulled over before one night after a party. I was drunk as shit and Harry was bitter with his girlfriend at the time. So bitter that the first person to make eye contact with him at a light, he tried to race.

Turns out it was an undercover cop.

He somehow ended up schmoozing the officer who let him go with just a warning.

How? I have no idea, I blacked out.

This time around there was no way around this, if the cop saw me bobbing my head up and down over Harry's crotch, there was only one thing I could have been doing.

At least that's what I thought?

"Jesus Christ!" Harry cried out as he grabbed his cup of ice water and dumped it onto his lap.

"What are you doing?" I looked back and the cop was already walking towards the car with a slight smile on his lips.

"Just grab some napkins and be cool, if he asks, I spilled water on myself and that's what you were cleaning down there." I took some napkins from the restaurant we went to for breakfast and began cleaning up when the officer came to the window and Harry lowered his window, greeting the officer. "Hello, officer."

The man took his sunglasses down a bit to the tip of the nose and looked at us. "License, registration, and proof of insurance?" we handed him the paperwork and he looked at me.

"Bonnie?" I nodded. "Why is he driving the car?"

"Because I have a migraine." I lied, clearly, Harry's plan was to drive in hopes I would blow him.

"Reason I stopped you was because your taillight is out." Harry and I both looked at each other and then down at his crotch.

"Oh? Right, well, we will fix that as soon as a possible officer-" Harry looked down and cleared his throat. "-Cocks."

The officer put his sunglasses back on and handed him the paperwork. "Yes, well do that and I'm going to let you off with a warning." we thanked him and he let us go.

Just as Harry was about to drive off, the officer came back to the window and Harry cursed. "Fuck I'm gonna get deported."

"Chill." I smacked his arm.

"Oh, by the way, let's keep our hands to ourselves little lady." my face must have turned redder than a tomato as the officer laughed and went back to his patrol car and we took off.

*

I went the rest of the ride without talking to Harry who couldn't help but laugh for twenty minutes about how the police officer was named officer cocks.

"How fitting because you had my cock in your-"

"Yeah, I got that Harry."

Eventually, he noticed how embarrassed I was and cut the laughter, gently touching the back of my head to catch my attention. "If it makes you feel better, blue balls hurt like a bitch." I rolled my eyes.

Of course, I couldn't stay mad at Harry as he drove and began singing along to his playlist of pumped-up songs to get him in a good mood. "You's a fine motherfucker, won't you back that ass up, call me big daddy when you back that ass up-"

I began laughing as he popped his chest and back, attempting to twerk in his seat.

I lowered the music as we made it outside of my parent's house and took a deep breath because my sisters haven't arrived yet.

"So, will we be sharing a room?" I nodded. "Are you still mad?"

"No, I'm fine. Besides, you still owe me." I turned to see a smirk on his face.

"Oh yeah, what do want?" his tone completely sexual as he leaned towards me.

"I want you and your big strong hands...to take... all the luggage inside." he blinked and nodded.

"And then what?" I rolled my eyes getting outta the car, only to hear a screech from the front door of my parents' house.

My mom Loraine was a beautiful older woman who loved her family and work. But she was just a little too excited for my taste. Not her fault, I just became such a grumpy adult at some point, while my mother has always been a free spirit.

She waved at me as I pulled my purse from the car and began making her way over to us.

"Bonnie! Sweetie! I'm so glad you made it! And you brought Harry!" Harry ran up to my mother and picked her up in his arms and she kissed his cheek.

"Loraine, I'm disappointed, Christmas decorations already?" she blushed looking over at the lights that decorated the perimeter of her house.

"Well we just had those installed yesterday, we still have the twelve-foot snowman being delivered." Harry stuck his bottom lip out with his hands on hips, nodding and pointing out a perfect spot on the yard where the giant snowman could go.

My dad Roger came out giving me and Harry a hug before helping us into our room.

"Gosh you look so thin Bonnie, I wish you wouldn't diet so much." My mom spoke as we walked in. "I mean I taught you to feed your soul and belly good things."

"I just cut out bread, mom, I'm eating fine," I promised her.

We made it to our room which smelled like lavender thanks to a candle on the bedside table. The room was a light lavender color with two twin size beds on each side of the room.

Harry and my dad went downstairs to get the last of our stuff while I walked into the bathroom to brush my teeth for obvious reasons.

I could feel my mom lingering by the door and smiling at me. "So you and Harry, if I would have known I would have given you the room with one bed instead of two, downstairs." she wiggled her shoulders in that way she does when she's trying to be cool.

"What do you mean 'you and Harry', we're not together," I said a little too defensively.

My mother raised an eyebrow and sighed. "Sweetie I've been a sex therapist for thirty years, I noticed your body language, and I can just tell that you two have 'bumped uglies'-"

"Mother-"

"I'm just pointing it out, it's textbook." She put her hands up defensively. "So are you two having sexual intercourse?"

Just as she spoke, Harry walked into the bedroom and cleared his throat before quickly turning to leave again. "Mom!" I covered my face.

"Oh don't be embarrassed, Harry sweetie get in here!" Harry, like a dog with his tail tucked between his legs, came back into the room awkwardly lingering by the door.

"I'm sorry." He said slightly scared. "That I did it with Bonnie."

"Don't be, sex is natural and beautiful. I'm just glad Bonnie is having good relations- I mean her shoulders were slumped and her face was sad with that other boy. Now, look at her!"

I could feel my blood pressure rising as she tried to talk to Harry about her new sexual position book, but luckily Harry stopped her. "Oh you know Loraine, I think we're just gonna lay down for a bit- long trip and all. We can talk about this later?" She agreed and patted his cheek.

"Oh alright, I'm a cool mom, I get it- there's a lock on this door. Your dad and I will be downstairs." Before I could deny her thoughts, she was gone and I sucked in a deep breath.

This is why I don't visit often.

"You okay?" Harry said after a while.

I began placing all my stuff into the dresser and shrugged. "Apparently it's noticeable that I'm getting good sex, Ashleigh said the same thing to me." Harry looked down at his crotch and patted it gently over his jeans.

"Good job little Harry." I rolled my eyes.

After I finished unpacking I laid down and shut the light off, resting my eyes for an hour before I have to get up and get dressed for dinner.

Harry sat down on the bed and opened his bag to pull out a pile of clothes and set it aside. He had a little piece of paper taped to the top of the pile which included socks, underwear, and a white undershirt. I glimpsed into his suitcase and all of his clothes were organized that way, divided into outfits.

I smiled because I didn't know Harry was organized like that. But what really made me smile was the fact that had picked that up from me.

I thought back to what he told me last night and how he liked to cuddle after sex. I felt bad that our moment got cut off by the cop; leaving me embarrassed as fuck. As much as I was against it, I sat up, locking the door, and walked over to where he sat down on the edge of the bed.

He looked up at me and I smiled before getting on my knees and unbuckling his pants.

"Oh, you're gonna finish me off?" I nodded. "Cool."

I took him in my mouth and Harry leaned back, letting me do as I please. I couldn't help but feel the pooling in between my legs as I took him down my throat and gagged slightly, trying to be quiet.

I stood up and pulled my pants off; my underwear tagging along with them. I sunk down onto Harry in the same position as he was in and wrapped my arms around him as I began grinding myself onto him.

My hands came up to his face and I made eye contact with him as he bounced me up and down onto him. "You're so fucking beautiful." He whispered.

"Really?" He nodded.

"Yeah, wanna see your beautiful face when you cum." His fingers found their way to where we connected and began playing with my sensitive nub. "Gonna cum for me?"

Well, here goes nothing.

"Yes daddy," I whispered against his ear.

"O-oOh fuck-" Harry groaned as he came to a halt.

"Did you just-"

"Yeah."

"Oh." I giggled, leaning my head onto him.

He ignored the fact that he came and instead fucked me harder and had me scratching my nails down his back.

Afterward, I showered and went to lie down on the bed as Harry showered and got dressed.

We still had time before dinner so I laid down and watched him as he took a seat and played with his phone. "Harry?" He nodded, looking over at me. "Cuddle with me?"

He smiled, practically running over to do just that. His arms wrapped around me and within a few minutes, I was asleep.

*

Threw in a couple of semicolons; I still don't know if I use them right lol.

Thanks for reading. Xx

-k