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She shuffled and twisted in her seat until she was sitting astride hiainst her back but she didn’t care She grabbed a handful of his T-shirt and pulled She wanted to feel the warainst her She wanted all of hi kisses long enough to whip his T-shirt over his head At last she had access to the chest that danced through her dreaers wove through the dark curly hair across his muscles She licked her lips Jack’s hands on her hips pulled her towards him She could feel him now and it made her swoon

“Your turn,” his raspy voice mumbled

It took her afast enough for Jack He pulled the bottom of her sweater, yanked it over her head and threw it behind him

“Man, but you are gorgeous,” he said before dipping his head to kiss the full curve of her breasts

Davina ran her fingers into his hair and gripped tightly, her head fell back, her back arched towards hi the lace barrier of her bra

“This has to go, Davy,” he told her

She felt the fastener of her bra pop behind her and her support disappeared – suddenly she was loose in his hands He growled deep in his throat Davina pressed into him Divine It was divine One hand moved lazily down her stoers pop the button on the top of her jeans The zip lowered He ran the flat palm of his hand around her waist, slid his hand into the back of her jeans and held her behind All the while he entle kisses

“We need to get these off,” he said against her mouth

Davina couldn’t open her eyes, let alone reply Everything about her felt liquid and heavy He tugged at her jeans All she could do was th to obediently lift her behind so that he could pull them down

A sharp horn blast stopped the two of them in their tracks

“You sat on the horn,” he told her

Breathless, she tried to manoeuvre into a better position She felt dazed It was difficult to think clearly For a while there she hadn’t even been in the car, he’d taken her to a much better place She pushed upwards so that Jack could hs Her head hit the roof with a thud

“Ouch,” Jack said

His hands stilled on her jeans Suddenly the happy place that Davina had been transported to sees came into sharp, uncomfortable focus She wanted the happy place back She liked the happy place It was better than sugar In one last atteer seat and pushed herself up on it If they could get the clothes out of the way, there would be noaway Jack tugged her

jeans over her hips They slid doithout a proble to be okay In a second his lips would be back on her skin where they belonged and the tiny little fireworks would return Bliss