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as I squirmed and writhed, wave after wave of
pleasure washing through every nerve in my body. Johnny slowed gradually,
lapping up my fluids as I sagged against the wall, trying to find my balance
with legs that felt as if they were made of jelly.
    Before I could even fully recover, I felt Johnny’s
body pressed against mine, and I gasped as he lifted me up easily, holding me
pinned against the wall. His hard cock rubbed against my soaking wet folds and
in spite of the orgasm I’d already had, I was turned on all over again as he
kissed me everywhere, tasting like my fluids, but somehow it was incredibly
sexy to taste myself on him. I wrapped my legs around his waist, holding onto
his shoulders as if I was clinging to life. Johnny rocked his hips against
mine, teasing me until the very last vestiges of my orgasm fled in the face of
new arousal. “Are you ready, baby?” Johnny asked, kissing the pulse point
directly under my ear.
    “Mm, yes — yes, please.” I pushed my hips down against
Johnny’s and I felt his fingers brush me as he lined himself up against my
slit. My fingernails dug into his shoulders as Johnny thrust into me hard and
fast, filling me up in one quick movement. I tightened my legs around his
waist, pushing down to meet him. It felt so good. It felt just exactly right,
in a way I couldn’t even have explained if I had been able to form words.
Johnny and I fell into a hot and heavy pace, the steam from the shower wrapping
around us both. I kissed him everywhere my lips could reach, meeting his
thrusts with my hips. The friction built up between us, and I couldn’t tell
whether our bodies were becoming more and more slick from the shower, from our
sweat, or from something else; all I knew was that Johnny was thrusting into me
deeper and deeper, that every movement rubbed against my clit, sending
electrical sparks of pleasure dancing along my nerves.
    Johnny buried his face against my breasts, nuzzling
and kissing, and I knew that neither of us was going to be able to hold back
much longer. We touched and kissed, we moved together as one in a tidal rhythm
that I couldn’t have found my way out of if I had wanted to. In a matter of
moments, it seemed, I was crying out again, grabbing at Johnny’s slippery body,
my muscles clenching and flexing in spasms as I hit my second orgasm. Johnny
moaned against my skin and I felt his cock twitching inside of me. I felt the
hot, slick rush of him gushing deep inside of me, and we kept moving until
neither of us was able to move any longer. He barely kept his arms around me as
we both sank down onto the shower floor, absolutely spent, and I thought, my
mind hazed over with pleasure, that it was the best sex I had ever had in my
entire life; I couldn’t imagine anything feeling better than what had just
happened between us.

 
    Chapter
Six
    Somehow, Johnny and I managed to finally finish up in
the shower, and he joked that I had saved him a lot of trouble; he was going to
be late to the bus and possibly have to figure out his own way home, but since
I was there, I could be his ride. “What put it in your head to come and see the
game?” he asked me playfully as we walked out to my car. The parking lot was
absolutely deserted .. It almost felt chilly against my
wet hair, and I shivered, remembering the reason I had come. My stomach started
to churn, my heart to beat faster inside of me.
    “I had to see you,” I said, giving him the best smile
I could muster. I unlocked the car, and Johnny joked that it wasn’t much for a
rich girl like me to be driving. “I’d have thought you’d be rolling in, like, a
Benz or something.” I laughed, for a moment ceasing to think about the terrible
facts that had forced me to come so far to talk to him.
    “My dad said that if I graduate college Summa Cum
Laude, he would buy me a Benz then, but this car was brand new when he got it
for me and chock full of safety features. Way more appropriate for a