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“You got me so excited.” No that came after, as his tongue dragged up her slit. “I'm doing this little dance for you.” His lips were instantly moving up her inner thighs, not even giving her a moment to feel exposed. “I can't keep my hands off you, your body is my party.” His hands spread her legs wide, pushing them up so her shoes rested on his car seat. “You can keep your hands on me, touch me right there, rock my body.” Moments later, her panties followed as he moved to his knees on the floorboard. “We in the zone now, don't stop.” Bent over, he pulled her leggings down and off, setting them on the car seat beside her. “…Tell your boys it’s going down.” He broke those kisses, and he moved, a bit awkwardly but then shifting to ‘stand’ in front of her. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer, letting her fingers play in those curls again. He took hers then, hanging each side at the safety handles in the front seat, making a making shift sort of partition, “Better?” She nodded, but then reached in closer to him, kissing his lips harder this time. Shawn shrugged then, taking his discarded jacket, and hanging it in front of his back window. So much so he’d bought those? “Right, sorry, I’m just.nervous.” she whispered. For a moment, she thought about the window covers, how often did he do this.with who else. “The dude leering in my windshield? Back or front?” he asked smirking some. Of course the front was still open, but the back was rather closed off on the sides. “Who?” Shawn asked, tapping his finger on the window covers on his back windows. “You’ve never done it before maybe,” he said laughing, shrugging some, “You’re the one who didn’t want to come back to my dorm.” He said and she nodded, “No I know, I just, what if someone sees?” she asked. “What?” Shawn asked, sitting back up straight, “You said your lunch break was an hour, we have time.” She shook her head, “No I just, we’ve never done that before, like a car.” her voice was soft. “Do you want me to eat your pussy?” It caught her off guard, she’d barely noticed he’d stopped. Her fingers combed through his curls as he sucked at her chest, almost playing with them. There were no cars around them, but she was still nervous. She wanted to pull her shirt all the way off, the only thing stopping her was… Well, the simple fact they were in a parking lot.

“Shawn…” she breathed his name, wrapping her arms around his head as his lips worked over her. His tongue teased her nipples, hardening them in the cool air.

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Calloused hands cupped her breasts, massaging and kneading her tender skin as his lips moved over her. “God you have…such nice fucking tits,” he whispered. “No I just.” she started, but she was cut short as his lips found her chest. Almost as soon as he did, he pushed her bra up as well, humming as her breasts fell out the bottom. ” he said before pushing her jacket off, pushing her shirt up. He paused, pulling back and glancing at the front of his car, “No,” he said before looking back at her, “Are you listening to the music right now? I’m almost insulted. “Is this your sex playlist or something?” she asked with a laugh.

“I wanna play with you.” Her fingertips ran lower, brushing over his belt. “You wanna play, my new girl?” Her hand ran under his shirt, fingertips tracing the outline of hard muscles. “Sorry, I missed you,” he murmured as those teeth found her ear. She felt his teeth against her neck, “Easy,” she whispered.

“You wanna play with fire?” Her fingers ran up his neck, tangling into brown curls, pulling already. She could feel the cold steel of his earring brush her cheek. “I wanna lick your wound.” His lips found her neck, warm kisses sticking to her skin.

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“I wanna be your needle.” The windows of the car were already fogging up in the cold Toronto air, body heat raising the temperature of the car. “I wanna feel your groove.” Her cold fingertips pulled at clothes, pushing off jackets and scratching his pale skin. “I wanna scratch your surface.” Lips crushed together, teeth almost clashing at the simple eagerness of it. The door pulls open, he slips into the backseat as well. Steal a glance, clouds of breath, long fingers reaching for the door. He gets out, a smirk painted on pink lips.

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