Hard.

"Let's see... I already know you're already bad at following rules, so I guess just one." I smiled at Nikki, admiring how my wedding ring nestled against her flesh, dangling right against that little mark of piety that she wore.

"We go right now. We don't stop for anything, and when we get there, you do what I say. You can leave anytime, but you want in, I'm in charge."

Nikki's mouth opened slightly in what looked like a shocked expression, before it turned into a almost secretive smile.

"Promise to get me back in time for de wedding?" She asked quietly.

"No. But I'll try if that's what you want. No guarantees. We might lose track of time."

"Uhm... you know it's only a mortal sin if you wear a condom..." she mused, her fingers toying with my ring again.

"You trying to psyche me up or yourself?" I asked, noting the nervous flush that had seemed to come over her features.

"Mostly myself." Her eyes dropped again down my body. "Just trying to decide if it's worth it."

"Oh, I'm not. Trust me. This pastry is the absolute top of my price range."

"I'd pay eight bucks to fuck you... or were you not quoting me a price?" Nikki quipped.

"So that's a yes."

"Hell yes." She rose quickly, gathering up the small pieces of paper and napkins that she had used before tossing them into the nearby trashcan. "Just hoping this doesn't end up being a cult. Because if it ends up being a creepy cult I'm gonna be really pissed off."

Nikki grabbed my arm and her hand felt against my pocket for a second. I momentarily thought she was trying to feel my cock, and lurched a little at the thought, before I felt her pressing her fingers against my keys, and feeling their outline. Her fingers traced the small separated circlets before coming away again.

"Just checkin'" She sighed. "I... never took mine off either. Maybe you should just get a feel of yours again."

I took the hint, and after quickly checking that there were no onlookers, traced the soft metal band, enjoying the feel of her skin as it came into contact with my fingertips momentarily. She inhaled deeply as I did so, and I felt more of her soft flesh against my hand.

"See... bet dat felt good.... I know feeling mine did." She purred against my ear. "Can you walk a bit faster?"

We had made it almost all the way through the mall, and it was a long few minutes of fast walking while I felt Nikki's hands occasionally feeling for her ring, but more often than not coming into contact with other portions of my anatomy. She seemed to enjoy using the excuse to run her hands across me, and delighted in the occasional look of disgust that a passerby would give.

"Dis is so fun," Nikki smiled broadly. "You have any idea how long it's been since an old lady gave me dat look?"

"What look?"

"Ya know, the "get a room you two" look. " She giggled. "Used to get em all the time."

"Heck, these days out here, even kids give me that look when I'm in public with my wife."

"Why? Do you make out with her like this?" Nikki suddenly came to a halt and pulled me into an embrace. Her hand flew around the back of my head and she kissed me. Well, that might be putting it a bit mildly. Her mouth was active on my lips and tasted of light berry and I think peanut butter. Whatever the hell was in that damn pastry. It was kinda sweet though. Not so much her tongue, which she practically rammed down my throat. I was actually surprised, and when her hand cupped my ass I of course reciprocated.

I heard a couple wolf whistles around us as I leaned into it, bending her backwards slightly. Her body wasn't particularly heavy in my arms, and I held her tightly, while continuing to enjoy her tongue as it savaged my mouth before withdrawing and eagerly reacting when I did the same to her.

After another moment, I pulled her back to a standing position and released her. Her expression was one of amusement, and her fingers momentarily went to her temple.

"So... I take dat as a yes you do..." Nikki took hold of my arm once again.