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He smothered me in a kiss. His own voice started to crack, though. Then we were both out of control, both lost in each other’s pleasure, just convulsing the car off its axles.
    With one final thrust, he brought us over. I muffled my cries against his mouth. I could feel him all over me, giving me his energy to come again and again. Then, he broke and poured himself deep inside, going until we rattled to a stop against each other.
    Sean pecked me on the lips and got up.
    “This is the sort of thing they use dry cleaning for, I assume,” he said, pinching his suit.
    I leaned up next to him and sniffed lazily. “It smells great to me.”
    “Ok, then it’ll just be my fucking suit.”
    “I like the sound of that. You can afford another one now anyways.”
    “You’re going to give me the money you won, today? Baby, that’s so sweet of you.”
    I slapped his cheek. “ That is going directly into cleaning this car.”
    “Can’t this just be our fucking car?”
    “Every car seems to turn into our fucking car.”
    He chuckled and kissed me on the forehead. “Then the world better watch out for us.”
    “Oh they better,” I smiled, looking at his weary, gorgeous face. It was all mine, and he was all mine. “Cause we’re not going anywhere.”
     

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