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but she couldn’t stop herself.  At some point
in the last three weeks she had become addicted to Jason’s touch and she would
do anything to get it.
    He laved at her nipples until she was gasping and writhing
against him.  Each pull of his mouth was a tantalizing combination of pain and
pleasure as he used his teeth to scrape across her sensitive nipples. 
    She rocked her pelvis against his rock hard erection and he
reached under her skirt, growling with frustration at the feel of her panties. 
They were soaking wet, both from the rain and from her juices, and she gave a
soft squeak of surprise when he yanked hard and ripped them off her body.
    He dropped them to the floor of his truck and reached
between her legs.  He ran his fingers over her hard and swollen clit and she
moaned loudly and arched her hips against him.  He stroked her repeatedly until
the wave of pleasure was cresting in her body.  Before it could overtake her
completely, he moved his fingers away from her.
    “Why did you leave without saying goodbye to me tonight?”  He
demanded.
    “What?”  Her eyes popped open.  “Do you really want to talk
about this right now?”
    “Yes.”  He bent his head and licked between her breasts. 
“Tell me.”
    “Jason, I don’t – I mean, for God’s sake, we had just been
caught by Jerry’s wife.  I panicked okay?  I talked with Heather, made her
promise not to tell anyone, and then I booked it out of there.”
    “Don’t leave me like that again.  Promise me.”  He whispered
in her ear.  A shudder went through her at his words.  Why did it sound like he
was talking about something else?
    He kissed her mouth lightly.  “Promise me Lucy.”
    “I promise.”  She whispered huskily.
    He nodded and leaned forward so he could lick and nibble at
her throat.  She cupped the back of his head, holding him against her as he
kneaded her ass and kissed her neck with soft, gentle brushes of his mouth.
    “Jason.”  She sighed and reached between them.  Her hands
fumbled at his belt, undoing it before popping the button of his jeans and
raking the zipper down.  He lifted his hips so she could drag his jeans and
underwear down to his knees.  She took his cock in her hand, rubbing her thumb
over the drop of precum that had gathered at the top and then licking it from
her thumb.
    He groaned with pleasure and reached down to snag a condom
out of the pocket of his crumpled jeans.  She grinned a little as he ripped
open the package.
    “Do you just carry one in your pocket all the time now?”
    He winked at her.  “Only when I know I’m going to see you.”
    “That’s awfully presumptuous of you Mr. Young.”  She
squeezed his cock, twisting her palm against the shaft in the way she knew he
liked.
    He held the condom out to her.  “Put it on me – now.”
    The pleasure in her belly pulsed to an almost unbearable
level at the tone of his voice.  She wouldn’t admit it but she had missed the
way he took control in bed, the way he gave her no choice but to obey him.  She
took the condom from him, glancing up at his face and flushing when she
realized she didn’t need to admit anything – he could read it on her face.
    “Now Lucy.”  He prompted, and with a bit of nervous fumbling
she smoothed the condom over his large cock.
    He bunched her wet skirt up around her waist and rubbed his
cock between her legs.  She moaned and spread her thighs wide.  He guided his
cock to her warm and wet opening and rubbed it down the center of her slit
before he arched his hips up, plunging his cock deep inside of her.
    She cried out with pleasure as he put one hand on her hip
and the other on the back of her neck.  Holding her steady he thrust in and out
of her.  She was sizzling hot and wet and he was immediately close to orgasm. 
He couldn’t hold back with her, couldn’t stop the need to claim her and make
her his. 
    “Tell me you want me Lucy – that you need me.”
    “I want you; I need