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slung over one shoulder and his other arm around Josie.
                She hugged his waist. “That was so hot. I cannot believe I never watched wrestling before.”
                “Well as long as it’s only me you’re watching,” he replied, pulling her tighter.
                When they reached his car, he pressed her against the passenger side door. He dropped his bag and kissed her so hard, her body molded against the frame of the car. When they first started dating, they would play by the rules: dinner, maybe a movie, and then they would find a place to make-out. Now they skipped all of that and just went to their special place.
                Josie rested her hand on Nick’s leg as he drove to their secret place on the windy road by the Stony Creek River. They had passed a number of other cars with steamed up windows in the roads surrounding Johnstown. Nick removed his winter coat and got into the backseat. Josie took off her coat and climbed through the car to the back where Nick was waiting with a heavy wool blanket.
                Josie pulled Nick’s head to her and kissed him hungrily. She ran her fingers down his sweatshirt to his sweatpants. She rubbed him gently and smiled as he grew in the palm of her hand. She slipped her hand into his pants and pulled him out, caressing his shaft. Nick moaned and rested his head back against the seat. He shifted his weight forward and closed his eyes. Josie threw the blanket over her head and moved her mouth up and down over his hardened penis.
                “Oh shit!” Nick rested his hand on the bobbing, blanketed mound, feeling the outline of Josie’s head. He chuckled at the way the blanket moved but then he couldn’t hold it anymore. His breathing broke into desperate gasps until he came.
                Nick exhaled and his body went limp. Josie wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and pulled the blanket off her head. Nick reached under her sweater and rolled his fingers across her nipple. Sensing her desire, he leaned over and kissed the groove between her neck and shoulder.
                Josie stroked his chiseled chest and whispered in his ear, “What is like to wrestle?”
                “Huh,” he grunted.
                “What’s it like to grab another guy by the groin, mount his back and throw him to the floor? What do you think when you feel another guy’s crotch?”
                Nick laughed and moved his hand to her other breast. “Homo-erotica turn you own, does it? Do you get off imagining me do it with a guy?”
                “No, you turn me on,” she said, feeling his biceps through his sweatshirt. “Please tell me. I want to know. What do you feel when a guy grabs you between your legs?
                “Jealous?” he asked.
                “Should I be?”  
                He laughed. “Sweetheart, I’m not thinking about fucking the dude; it’s all about nailing him to the mat as quickly as possible. There’s nothing sexual about it.”
                She rubbed his penis. “So no erections when you wrestle.”
                He kissed her nipple. “Sorry no.”
                Nick kissed her stomach and the skin just above her jeans. He unzipped her jeans and Josie raised her pelvis so he could slide them off of her. She leaned against the back door and spread her legs wide across the ceiling of his car. Her body shuddered as Nick lowered his head and licked the lips between her legs. Josie moaned and threw her head back, hitting the car window. “Ouch!”
    “Watch yourself, babe.” Nick chuckled and kissed her head.
    Josie forced a smile but closed her eyes as Nick’s tongue massaged her labia. He pulled off his sweatpants and kneeled before her. He brushed his fingers over her breast and slid his penis inside her. Josie watched his penis glide