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whispered against her lips, "so grown up."
    The pulsing between her legs intensified, becoming almost painful. She spread her legs, trying to alleviate the pressure that only his cock could quench entirely. Nikki's whole body seemed to move of its own accord, lost in the passion of his touch and intimacy of his kiss. Her hips began to gyrate in the seat, her whole body rocking back against him. Her skirt inched its way up her thighs so that Grant could see the white of her lace panties under the black skirt.
    Grant pulled his lips from hers and began to kiss his way down her neck to her shoulders. His hands tugged at the top of her dress and pulled it down exposing her pert naked breasts. Her breasts fit perfectly in Grant's hands as he palmed them, his fingers proceeding to pinch and roll her nipples.
    Nikki's breath caught in her throat. When she was able to breathe, her breath came out as a ragged whimper. She reached behind her to his groin and rubbed the length of his cock through his pants. As expected it was fully erect, and she was pleasantly surprised at the size. Long and thick; she could hardly wait to feel it sinking deep into her.
    "We shouldn't be doing this Nikki," he whispered, but one of his hands had found its way to her inner thigh and was working its way to the apex between her legs.
    "But I want you Grant. I've wanted you so badly, for so long now," she protested. Her hand rubbing the ridge of his cock, was now attempting to unfasten his leather belt. The belt came undone under her fingers, along with the button and zipper of his pants. She parted the fabric, reached under his boxers to grasp his cock, and began to stroke it in slow, steady motions from the base to the tip, which was already covered in pre-cum.
    Grant's body froze against her; his breathing unsteady in her ear. A groan escaped his lips as he nuzzled her neck again. Once his fingers reached the top of her inner thigh, he pushed the thin fabric of her thong aside and his fingers ran along her slit.
    A half-cry, half-scream filled the air as his fingers stroked the length of her drenched pussy. She couldn't believe the noise came from her; it was so primal and filled with such yearning. As if the feel of his fingers wasn't enough the string of the thong was rubbing against her clit, causing her to rapidly approach the point of orgasm.
    "So wet for me. You're driving me to madness Nikki," he whispered in her ear, nipping at her earlobe. He dipped two fingers deep into her and withdrew his hand, bringing a finger to his mouth. He stuck his finger in his mouth and sucked it clean of her juices.
    Another whimper passed Nikki's lips watching him enjoy the taste of her.
    "So fucking good... See for yourself." He offered his other cum covered finger to her. She hesitated a moment, then wrapped her lips around his finger, sucking it in, licking and sucking as if it were his cock she was enjoying. He moaned, as his hand on her breast pulled her tighter against him. "Your pussy felt so damned tight, you haven't been with many men have you?"
    Nikki stopped stroking him, but kept her hand firmly around his cock, her thumb circling the tip. She shook her head, and cast her eyes downward. She could feel the heat of a blush spreading from her neck to her cheeks, colouring her pale ivory skin.   She wondered if it would be noticeable in the moonlight. "Just one, last year," she admitted.
    As if seeing her embarrassment, Grant caught her chin in his hand and forced her downcast eyes up to his again. "Be proud, not embarrassed, Nikki," he told her. He lowered his lips to hers again and kissed her with more urgency than before. His hand slid back down to her pussy and dove into her heat.
    Nikki resumed stroking his cock, while the other hand fisted the leather of the car seat. Her hips moved in time with his hand as his fingers fucked her. Her body quivered against his, the muscles in her pussy clenching his fingers as she came to the summit, seconds away from