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found mine on the seat between us in the dimly lit car. The only light was coming from the streetlights and other cars as we drove through the streets. The second I felt his touch, every part of me came alive, and I craved more contact.
    He brought my fingers to his lips and kissed them. I moved my hand to the side of his face and inched closer. I wanted to touch him. I needed to close the space between us. Outside of this car we were the CEO and the intern, but here we were equals.  
    I suddenly felt a newfound bravery take over, and I pressed my mouth to his, immediately pushing my tongue past his lips. I moaned into his mouth as I tasted the mousse. His hands moved to my hips, and he pulled me onto his lap, facing him. I wondered if people could see into the car, but at the same time, I didn't care if they did.
    As I straddled him, his hands ran up and down my outer thighs. I was already soaking wet just from kissing him. His mouth broke from mine just to kiss up and down my throat. Then his hands made their way to my almost-bare backside, and he made a small sound of approval.
    "Even more perfect that I remember, Allie. You have the curves I crave. I could spend hours exploring every inch of your perfect body." When he said that, I pushed myself down into him, letting him feel what he was doing to me. In return, I was met with a rock hard surprise, straining against the cotton of his expensive suit pants.  
    Jackson reached between us and cupped my sex, feeling me for the first time over the top of the thin lace. I needed the contact and silently pleaded with him to give me more by pushing against his hand. He responded by pulling the material to the side and rubbing his middle finger against my swollen clit. I cried out against him, no longer worried about who could hear me. This felt far too good to hold back.
    "God you're already so wet, baby. Do you like it when I touch you like this? I'm just getting started. There are so many things I could do to you. Just let yourself go."
    I leaned in and sucked his bottom lip into my mouth again. He tasted so damn good, and I was trusting him to give me what I needed. Without warning, his middle finger moved lower and slipped all the way inside of me. He hooked it upward and started to rub my g-spot with each thrust. Then his thumb worked my clit. I was already so close to coming that I was digging my nails into his shoulders through his suit jacket.
    "Fuck! Jackson, please don't stop!" He didn't stop. He just kept a steady pace, kissing and licking me as he made me wetter with each thrust of his talented finger. Within a few seconds, I pushed hard into his hand, coming undone all over him. My entire body was shaking from the force of the orgasm, and I had to hold onto him to stay upright.
    I immediately felt the loss when he pulled out his fingers, but then I felt and heard him undoing his pants. I reached down to help him pull his throbbing member out of his boxer briefs, and it was just as big and swollen as I remembered it. Holding it firmly in my hand, I ran my thumb up and down the large vein that ran down from the bottom of the head to the base of his shaft. It was by far the biggest one I had ever touched, let alone had inside of me. I positioned it at my slick opening and slid all the way down, taking it slowly to give myself time to adjust to the size.  
    All of the confusion of the past two days washed away as soon as he was inside of me. I could feel how hard he was, and I squeezed myself tightly around him. I started a slow grinding movement, teasing him a little bit. I wanted to savor every second of this connection.  
    "Fuck, you feel so damn good, Allie. I don't know what I would have done if you told me I could never have you again. You are so damn perfect. Fuck me, sweet girl. Let yourself go."
    "You're in me so deep, Jackson. I never knew it could feel like this. It's so-"
    His mouth met mine and cut me off mid-sentence. It was Jackson's way of letting me