25. BPOV
I get my wish on our way home. I'm very confused after today – you've been nothing but a gentleman – but when I ask you if we can go somewhere we have privacy, you don't hesitate and drive to some kind of meadow twenty minutes from home.
There, I ride you hard, but for some reason it's different. I've been on top before, and your cock still feels the same inside of me. But it feels different this time. Normally you're pinching and biting my nipples hard, gripping my hips tightly. This time it's only soft sucking on my nipples – which still feels fucking good – and your hands are only stroking my hips softly.
I can't help but wonder what changed. I'm not sure if I like it. Change is not always good.