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mouth harder against mine, sneaking her tongue out and touching my lips before she leaned back. Fuck, that felt good.
    I caught her face and kissed her for real then, pulling her full bottom lip gently between my teeth as I finished. A little noise escaped her throat, and it was like a match being struck. Our kisses turned fast and desperate, mouths opened, tongues collided. Her slim arms pulled her body against mine, and I lifted her easily into the backseat, not caring if we were still in the parking lot. We were in a dark space in the back, and I wasn’t stopping this.
    I bruised her small mouth with kisses as she struggled to move higher on the seat to meet me. I should’ve been gentler, but dammit I couldn’t. The tiny moans coming from her throat told me she didn’t mind my roughness. She was as feverish as I was.
    Moving my hands down, I caught the hem of her blouse and shoved everything up—shirt, under-tank, and bra. Her small breasts popped out, and I pulled a tight, pink bud into my mouth, sucking it hard.
    “Oh, god,” she moaned, her fingers going into my hair, holding my head against her body. I kissed a line across the center to the other side, finding her other nipple, and sliding my tongue around it. That faint scent of sugar was on her skin, and she even tasted sweet. I moved up to cover her mouth again and noticed she was pulling on the back of my shirt. I took a second to lean back and whip it over my head.
    “Jesus,” she hissed, reaching out to run her fingers down my stomach.
    “What?” My voice was a hoarse whisper as I took a quick hit off her mouth again.
    She turned her face, and I nipped her earlobe. “Your body… Oh, god.”
    Her voice went breathless again as my hands worked to slide her tight jeans down her narrow hips. Working my way down to her belly, I kissed her flat, white stomach before reaching the top of her panties.
    Any rational thought was gone. I’d been without this too long, and I didn’t care what happened when we finished. Her body was squirming, following my mouth, and I saw a small patch of dampness on the front of her blue thong.
    “Fuck me,” I muttered, pulling it aside and sinking my tongue into her bare folds.
    “Ohh,” she wailed as my tongue tasted her soft, warm clit. “Oh, god yes.” Her hips were bucking, and my cock was straining against my zipper. She was seriously getting off, and I was ready to plunge inside. Instead, I slid two fingers in, making sure. She was dripping, her inner muscles flexing as my fingers moved in and out of her.
    “Oh, Patrick!” She wailed, grinding her hips as her hands went over her head to the car door and then just as fast back to my head. “Oh, god, don’t stop!”
    I had no intention of stopping. I kissed and sucked her clit as she moaned and twisted against my mouth. My fingers worked her, in and out a few more times before moving to my jeans, quickly unfastening them and searching for the condom. I couldn’t find it. Fuck .
    Her loud moans and quivering thighs told me she was coming. “Inside me, inside me.” She stretched her arms, pulling any part of me she could reach.
    “I can’t find the damn condom,” I whispered, kissing her stomach.
    “Forget it. I’m on the pill.”
    That did it. I rose up and slammed into her. We both groaned loudly. She was hot and wet and so damn tight. My heels were pushing against the door as I pounded harder and faster into her, wrapping my arms around her small body as her inner muscles squeezed me again and again.
    “Oh, yes,” she cried, slim arms around my neck. Her tiny breasts bounced against my chest with each push.
    It was so good. I covered her mouth, kissing her deeply as I felt my building release. Breaking away, a deep groan rolled from my throat as I hit it hard, my ass tightening as my cock jerked with each thrust, going off inside her. She pulled me tighter and wailed, rocking her pelvis. She was coming again, and I kept pushing. It had been a while