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disappearing because my entire body was now aware of the fact that Sean was just a few feet away. Would he be pleased to see me? Would everything be OK between us? And would the attraction be the same? God, I hoped so. The hairs on my arms stood to attention, my stomach was spinning like crazy and my heart had started accelerating so quickly that it felt like a bass drum pounding in my chest. In fact, I felt decidedly lightheaded as I dipped my shoulders to enter the car and only just managed to persuade my trembling fingers to pull the door shut behind me.
    This was it – reunion time.
    I was barely in the car before I was engulfed in the glorious sight, smell, and strong arms of Sean as he took a hold of my upper arms and literally dragged me across the car and onto his lap, causing me to yelp in shock and then giggle happily.
    Over the course of just a few seconds it was like a hormone bomb had exploded inside the car. We didn’t even bother to say hello, instead we became a blur of clutching fists, exploring lips, and lusty moans, rapidly reacquainting ourselves after our separation. God, I’d missed him so much. The relief from his keen response washed over me in blissful waves, relaxing my previous insecurities until I felt like a pliant, boneless mass of lust poured like a second skin across his body.
    This was hardly elegant. I was sitting sideways across Sean’s lap with my skirt askew and rumpled, but I still managed to shamefully grind down on his groin. My fingers greedily slid through the silky strands at the back of Sean’s head, eliciting a groan of pleasure from him as I tugged to pull him even nearer, not satisfied with our already close contact. Sean’s hot tongue delved between my lips, twining with mine as he hummed his appreciation into my mouth. Taking hold of my hips in a similarly tight hold, he jerked me down so I could clearly feel the heat of his groin against me through our clothing.
    Our breaths were mixing and combining in my mouth, his taste so familiar and divine that I really couldn’t believe I’d lasted eight weeks without him. Grumbling something unintelligible against my neck, Sean lifted me, hitching up my skirt at the same time as shifting my legs so I was now straddling his lap. Giving a sharp, upward thrust he prodded the growing evidence of his excitement against me. Right against me. Oh God. We were joined so firmly that there was no disguising the hot length of his excitement pulsing between us against the thin lace of my knickers.
    I didn’t care where we were, I wanted him. Right now.
    It appeared that Sean was on the same wavelength, because one of his hands pressed down between us and dug underneath my skirt until his fingers found the damp lace at my groin. ‘Hmmm. Lace. These feel too nice to rip off. Shame,’ he muttered as he pulled the fabric aside and slid a finger along my quivering flesh to my clit.
    My eyes rolled back in my skull at the unbelievable pleasure as a gargled moan left my throat. That felt so bloody good. I was so desperate for him that I nearly yelled out, ‘Rip them off! I don’t care!’ but instead, I brought myself back to the moment and set about doing my own burrowing until my fingers found, and hastily undid, the zip of his jeans.
    From the moment his hot, hard cock surged free into my palm, there really was no doubt about what was going to happen, it was just quite a surprise to me how quickly it happened.
    One second I was groaning my appreciation of his talented fingers as I reciprocated by gripping his firm shaft, then the next moment Sean had lifted me and, after impatiently flicking my knickers out of the way, had dragged me down to line up my entrance with his waiting cock.
    ‘This is going to be so fucking good,’ he muttered hotly. The sounds of my yelps and Sean’s groans then filled the car as he nudged the first few inches inside me before becoming wedged. Sean was rather well graced in the manhood department, and I