Jessie pulled him through the door and into the parking lot. He let her tug him as he fished the keys from his jeans pocket. He pushed the button to unlock the doors and watched her face as the lights on the Ferrari flashed and it chirped.
"A Ferrari? Nice wheels, Clark."
"Glad you like. Wanna see how fast she goes?"
Clark pulled open her door and held it so she could slide in before jumping into his seat without opening the door.
She laughed as he started the car and revved the engine. They pulled out of the parking lot, just as the police pulled in with their flashing lights and sirens. Relief flooded Clark as the gravel spit from under the tires. Getting caught was not on the agenda tonight.
He drove down familiar roads, slick machine cutting through the darkness. Jessie leaned back into the seat and Clark could almost feel her watching him.
"Do you know how to get to my house?"
"Edge of town, east of the old Durham farm. But I don't think you want me to take you home right away." He raised his eyebrows and grinned.
Jessie gave him an all-over look and asked, "What did you have in mind?" She cocked her head to the side and continued to inspect him.
Clark shifted gears again and brushed her knee. "There's this lake we can go to. And talk."
"Talk?" Her amusement was obvious.
He nodded. "It's not far and it's still early."
"Okay, Clark. We can go 'talk'"
His excitement rose. She was going to let him make out with her. Maybe more. He tried to concentrate on the road.
It wasn't far and it was still early enough that when they got there, they were alone.
Clark turned off the engine and looked over at Jessie. "Hey," he said as he smiled.
She smiled back and leaned over to press her lips to his. Clark was surprised. He thought he'd have to talk her into this, but opened his mouth under hers. Jessie's tongue slid in and Clark closed his eyes and moaned.
She held onto his shoulders and tried to lean closer but the gearshift between them proved to be an obstacle.
Jessie tore her mouth away, lips red and shiny. She stared at Clark and then seemed to make a decision as she gathered her dress around herself and climbed into Clark's lap. His gasp of surprise brought a smile to her lips and she reached down to pull the seat lever.
Another shout of surprise and the seat fell back. Clark found himself with a lap full of pretty girl and a mouth full of tongue. He wasn't complaining.
A moan escaped when she ground herself down onto his lap and Clark thought he might not make it.
"Clark, you're so hot." Jessie kissed around his face and dropped her head to suck on his neck.
He hadn't even gotten to touch her breasts yet. His hands traveled up her back and then down to squeeze her ass. She moaned into his mouth and then pulled back, panting.
"Clark. This is the only reason stick shifts suck. There's no easy way to do this. I want to see your cock. Touch it. Taste it. Is there a blanket? Something?" She slid her hands down his chest and brushed her fingers across the skin exposed on his belly.
His head lolled back and he took a deep breath. "In the trunk," he managed to gasp.
Jessie opened the door and climbed off his lap. As she disentangled herself from Clark, she let her fingers trail across the very obvious bulge in his jeans. She giggled as she leaned over and pulled the keys from the ignition, and after straightening her dress, made her way to the front of the car and opened the trunk. She pulled out a blanket and slammed it closed.
Clark's eyes followed her every move. She smiled at him as she made her way back to the driver's side.
"Swing around here, Clark."
He looked at her questioningly until he realized what she had in mind. She dropped the blanket at her feet.
He twisted in the seat until his legs were out the door and watched her gracefully drop to her knees between his thighs.
His hands met hers at the button on his jeans and he helped her open them. He was still rock hard and when she slipped her hand inside he grew even harder.
"Jesus, Jessie. What are you doing?" Clark's sex-hazed brain refused to wrap around what was happening.
"I told you. I want to see your cock. I felt it when I was on your lap and I want to suck you off."
She wanted him. He'd known it all day. He'd known it since she'd climbed onto the motorcycle earlier. And now he was going to have her.
"You like that idea, Clark?"
He could only nod. His eyes were closed so the tugging on his jeans was unexpected. But he still lifted his hips and let her pull his pants and boxers to his ankles.
No one had ever been as close to his cock before. At least not looking at it like she was. Her eyes seemed unbelievably huge.
Clark groaned when she swiped her tongue across the head of his cock.
He couldn't believe someone else was touching him.
She sucked the head into her mouth and slid her tongue around and around it. Her hands ran up and down his legs and squeezed his thighs.
Clark didn't know what to do with his hands. He wanted to grab her hair and just fuck her mouth, but he didn't want her to stop.
He watched her lips move up and down the shaft and when her eyes met his, he let out the breath he didn't realize he'd been holding, the noise coming out as a strangled groan.
"Jessie. So good." He strained to keep himself still. The seat under him felt slipper with sweat, and a flash of guilt about Lex's car was in his head, but he quickly pushed it away.
One of her delicate hands wrapped around the base of his cock and started moving in time with her mouth.
It was too much.
"Jessie. I'm going to come. Oh, God."
She pulled back, but kept jacking his cock. A thumb across the head and Clark moaned her name as he came. She moved to let the streams hit the dust instead of herself.
"Clark, that's so hot."
He pulled her up into his arms and kissed her, exploring her mouth, tasting himself there. One hand on her thigh, under her dress and one wrapped around her.
He slid the hand on her leg up. She was wearing stockings and he moaned into her mouth again. Her hand covered his and moved it higher.
With his other hand, he slid the zipper on the back of her dress down. Soft, silky skin and he wanted more.
The sleeves of the dress fell forward and exposed her bra to him. Black lace and Clark could feel himself getting hard again. He took a breast in his hand.
She squeezed his other hand, still on her leg, and smiled. Jessie leaned in to suck a kiss into his throat and then moved to take his ear lobe in her teeth. She licked along the shell and moaned softly.
His boxers were still around his ankles. She had to feel his cock nudging her. He wanted to fuck her.
She pulled his hand closer to her pussy and he could feel how wet she was. She pushed herself onto his fingers and moaned his name.
He leaned forward and pushed the lace of her bra aside and licked her nipple. It was already hard and he sucked it into his mouth. She bucked in his arms and cried out his name louder. Her lips at his ear again and she whispered, "Do you have a condom?"
His hips bucked of their own accord.
"Want to fuck me, Clark?"
He nodded, his eyes wild with want. "In my wallet," he gasped.
She nodded and moved off of him to fumble through his jeans. She found his wallet and handed it to him, as she shimmied out of her panties. She watched him scramble through it and smiled as he held up the condom triumphantly.
Reaching between them, she wrapped her hands around his cock. He groaned again; only the orgasm earlier let him have enough self-control to not come right then.
He tore the package open with his teeth and Jessie took the condom from him to roll it onto his cock. She climbed back onto his lap and helped guide him inside her.
It was like nothing he'd ever felt before. Hot and tight and God, he couldn't come so soon.
She moved her hips on him and ground down. She grabbed one of his hands and held it against her clit as she moved on him.
He dipped his head to take a nipple back into his mouth and had no words for the noise she made. Her free arm wrapped around his head and held him there as she jerked her hips against his.
"Clark. Fuck me. Oh good. Feels so good. Almost there. Fuck. Faster."
He moved to meet her thrusts, not even giving a thought to his strength, now.
She didn't seem to notice.
And when he used his teeth on her nipple, she stiffened and called his name again. "Clark. Oh, God. Gonna come." And she ground down on him a final time and he let himself go.
He thrust up several times until he felt the familiar tingling in his balls and he came, filling the condom and panting.
She was still trembling when he finally found his voice.
"Jessie, are you okay?"
"Mmmmm..." was all she said.
He smiled against her breast and pulled back to look at her. "We need to get cleaned up. I need to get you home so you can pack. Tomorrow we leave to see the world."
"There's a towel and some bottled water in the trunk. I noticed it earlier when I got the blanket."
"Leave it to Lex to be prepared for everything."
She slid off his lap, her legs still a little wobbly as she opened the trunk again. She tugged on the skirt of her dress and turned back to Clark after getting what they needed.
Jessie smiled, shyly now, and twisted open the water. She handed a damp towel to Clark and turned to repeat her actions on her own towel.
Clark slid the condom off and wiped the stickiness from his cock. He watched Jessie pull her dress back over her arms and he stood to pull his jeans and boxers up. A step forward and he zipped her dress closed. He let a hand rest on her shoulder and said, "You're amazing, Jessie. That was great."
She turned and smiled. Her hair had fallen a bit and it hung in her face.
They climbed into their seats and Jessie handed Clark the keys back. He wasn't sure where she'd been keeping them but didn't really care enough to ask.
He started the engine and turned the radio on. Music kept them company as he drove her home. When he pulled up to her house, she leaned over to kiss him.
"Come over tomorrow. Big bad world and all."
Clark nodded and smiled as she climbed out of the car. When the door was shut, he sped away. But he didn't go home.
He went for a drive instead.
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