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hard line. It wasn’t enough;
she grasped the neckline of his shirt with both hands and yanked it
open.
    “ Good thing it’s a snap front shirt,” he laughed. “Or all my
buttons would be gone.”
    Alex
didn’t care; she slid her hands inside the shirt and lowered her
mouth to taste him. How could a man taste that good? She nibbled
and licked his chest, her tongue teasing his pebbled nipples. He
grunted and twisted under her touch and she laughed.
    “ You’re at my mercy now,” she said, lightly biting one
nipple.
    “ I think not,” Joe said; his hands cupped her breasts, his
thumbs stroking back and forth over her nipples.
    Shivers
wracked her body, darting out from her nipples and lodging in her
core. Damn she needed him. Again. Her arms dropped to her sides and
she leaned back, exposing herself to him. She wanted to touch him,
to explore his body and find all the places she had missed earlier,
but his touch left her weak, breathless and unable to do anything
but enjoy his caress. She whimpered her surrender. Distantly, she
thought she heard the cabbie clear his throat but she was beyond
caring. She was desperate for more, to take Joe inside her once
again and he had barely touched her.
    She had
never reacted to a man like this and had chalked it up to the
excitement of being with a stranger in public. Now, she wasn’t sure
that applied. While she didn’t really know Joe, she felt safe with
him. Why was she so aroused by Joe? Confusion wracked through her
and she stiffened on his lap.
    “ Sh,” Joe whispered. “Don’t over-think this.” He kissed her
again and she forgot her objections.
    Her
short skirt was binding her legs, cutting into them, so Alex yanked
it up, heedless and uncaring that her entire ass was exposed. There
was something thrilling about exposing herself to Joe while the
driver watched. Adjusting her position, she ground herself down
against Joe’s rock hard cock through his jeans, loving the way it
felt against her wet, open folds. She writhed against him, pumping
her hips back and forth, stimulating her clit. Reaching behind her
with one hand, she braced it on his knee and gripped his shoulder
with other. “Touch me,” she urged, pushing her breasts forward as
she ground against him.
    Joe
teased her breasts through the thin fabric of her shirt and bra.
With an abrupt motion he yanked her shirt up and shoved the bra out
of the way. He lowered his mouth and sucked her left nipple into
his mouth. He teased the nipple with his teeth and tongue before
moving on to the right one. He played back and forth between them,
building her arousal, fueling his own until he couldn’t take it any
longer.
    Reaching
under Alex he fumbled with the multiple buttons of his jeans. Damn,
he would never wear a button fly again. Access was just too
difficult, especially while keeping his mouth busy on Alex’s
delectable breasts. He was in a hurry, and a zipper would have been
much faster. He fumbled frantically at his buttons, tearing one
free in his haste to unfasten it. Uncaring, he dropped the button
on the seat.
    Alex
lifted her weight onto her knees, and shifted backwards, allowing
his hands access to his fly. She gripped his head between her
hands, tangling her fingers in his short hair, guiding his mouth
between her breasts, helping him find the perfect spot, the perfect
motion to please her. His mouth felt so damned good against her
heated flesh, but she needed more. She felt his hips buck as he
yanked his pants down a few inches to expose his cock fully. With a
twist and quick jerk of her hips, she encased his cock deep inside
her and dropped down to grind against him.
    “ Finally,” she groaned. “Damn that feels good.”
    Joe
grunted his agreement and thrust up against her, sinking his cock
fully into her moist heat. Heedless of the taxi’s motion and the
fact the cabbie’s attention was divided between their actions and
the road, they moved with one another. There was an urgency to
their