Hell Of A Ride

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[This chapter contains some mature scenes. If it makes you uncomfortable, please skip this chapter.]

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Noah was half kneeling in the legroom of the passenger seat where Jess was, feeling the frustration of not enough space in a sports car. But Jess' soft mew fueled his desires that the constricted space was the last thing in his mind. 

In spite of Jess's protests, he nudged her legs to open wider and brought her right leg over his shoulder as he bent down to smell her sweet scent. 

When he gingerly dipped his tongue to taste her essence, he found her core was wet and warm. 

"No, Noah, I've been all over the place the whole day. I didn't even wash—yet." She bit her lower lip in embarrassment, but her legs and her butt were shaking in delirious anticipation.