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Her hand moved to his thigh, which felt so foreign but good.
She smelled of flowers and tasted like the red wine from dinner, full of depth and a little sweet.
Soon the kiss became hot, and their hands started to wander to yet untouched areas of each other's bodies. Some 70s love song was playing on the radio, and he knew she was it for him already. She was the one he needed.
Daniel closed his eyes and let his hands pull her closer until the unthinkable happened, and she slithered into his lap.
She settled her weight on him, and he buried his face in her neck, trying to grasp reality.
"I want you so bad," he moaned.
"The feeling is mutual . . . am I going too fast?"
"No, honey, you're right on time."
Daniel's hands slowly moved up and down her thighs as she struggled almost imperceptibly against the heat in his jeans. Her curves were dangerous, and her skin was so soft.
He couldn't bear it anymore, so he moved in on her breasts, only inches from his mouth, and touched her there with his greedy hands.
She moaned softly, and he knew he'd be jumping through hoops to please her as long as he lived. Anna was the woman who could fill his heart with all the love that Candace once did.
Finding someone who accepted him the way Candace had was something he didn't see happening, but here she was.
Daniel could see himself marrying her; his heart was reaching well beyond this date, and it felt good.
Anna began to kiss his neck, licked his ear softly, and one hand moved down his chest to the narrow gap between their bodies. He almost died when her little hand ran over the desperately hard dick he was trying to restrain.
"I need you," she whispered into his neck, and he knew it was on.
He was rusty but needed her to know he was up to the task.
Daniel pulled her tight against his body and lifted her slightly to lay her on the bench seat.
He momentarily took her beautiful face in his hands before kissing her again and glued his other hand down her thigh.
She clung to him like she was just as desperate as he was, and he wouldn't let her down if it killed him.
Her leg fell open eagerly as he crept further and further up her inner thigh.
"Touch me," she whined before he even questioned that she wanted it.
His hand curved around her hip and belly under the sundress before sliding into her lace panties.
He found her wet and wanting; her smoothness against his fingertips was evil.
She held his mouth to her chest as he traced slow lines up and down her slippery lips and then reached to undo his pants. He assisted her in releasing his dick, and she groaned aggressively at what she discovered.
"Damn, Daniel!"
"What?"
"Nothing . . . don't stop," she hissed.
He laughed nervously until she began to stroke him, and his mind went blank.
The heat burned out of control as they blinded each other with touch.
He slid his fingers inside her, then circled her clit slowly, and the sound of her moaning was like nothing he'd ever heard.
