Chapter 3

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--Mariana’s POV--

Am I really kissing him right now? Oh. My. Gosh. I am. Well he’s  such a good kisser..I can’t stop. I’m getting so turned on right now. I feel myself pulling him closer and opening my legs to create enough space for him in between them. And he slides in following my lead. He is completely in the car. So I reach over and shut the door, and lock it. He separates and clicks his car control that locks the rest of the doors. I smile and feel a rush of adrenaline and I start to unbutton my shirt he smile and pulls his shirt off simultaneously and then attacks my neck kissing, and sucking on the skin while his hands are helping mine unbutton my shirt. I smile inbetween our kiss and we start laughing. "Are you sure you wanna do this?" he asks me. I bite my lip and nod. "I've never wanted anything more." He just smiles and pulls my black tanktop off. I'm left in my neon orange lace see through bra that has small jems on it. He bites his lips as he stares at me. I blush and start to unbutton his shorts he steps out of them and is left in his boxers. In one swift motion I lean up and wrap my left arm around him while simultaneously leaning the seat back. I kiss his body and then pull him onto me while the seat is leaned back perfectly. I reach my hand down to unbutton my shorts. But he stops me. "I wanna do that" he says with a smirk. I put my hands up and smile back. He moves his hands down and and unbuttons my shorts. Then he moves his whole head down and pulls my shorts off with his teeth. I smile at him the whole time and lift my butt off the seat to make it easier. When he gets down to my feet he quickly and easily takes my shoes off. Then lets my shorts drop to the floor of the car. But he doesn't come back up like I thought he would. Instead he kisses up my leg and sends shivers down my spine. When he gets to my underwear. He does the same. Send shivers down my spine. And once again lift my butt up to make it easier. "Open your legs baby" he tells me. And I do as he tells me.   

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