The Causeway to Baltimore, Thursday Afternoon

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Kathy had been doing some thinking recently, going over the activities that helped her cut through the noise in her brain. All of the ones she'd found so far involved the participation of other people and she needed to find something she could do by herself so she didn't have to keep bothering folks. And that had gotten her to thinking about the almost-reverie she'd slipped into on Dante's motorcycle. That was something she could potentially do for herself...except she'd need a bike of her own.

Or Dante could share his, but ahahahahano.

It wouldn't hurt to start looking for something like that, though, would it? Even if she didn't buy something right away, having an idea in her mind wouldn't hurt. She made her way towards the Causeway and sent a text at the same time. If she were going shopping, she should consult an expert, right?

Hey. U busy?

[For the motorcycle guru and SP]

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Dante stepped in after her - a little careful, so he wouldn't land right on top of her. He settled over her hips, nudging her further towards the back.

He needed the space if he wanted to settle between her legs.

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Kathy dropped a hand to the side of the seat and pulled the lever, dropping the seat back until it was practically flat and shimmied backwards until her shoulders hit the rear seats. Her pants slipped off and she kicked them aside before reaching up to remove her shirt and toss it into the seat next to her. "You're over dressed," she told him simply.

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"Maybe in a second," Dante said, distracted, cupping her breast anew.

This time, it was bare, and he could wrap his mouth around her nipple with no trouble at all.

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She wasn't going to keep arguing with hi over that, not with her nipple in his mouth, at the mercy of his tongue and teeth and the most delicious suction. She also wasn't going to bother sending her underwear flying, either. All upper brain functions had ceased. It was more instinct than thought that had her carding her hands through his white hair, nails sharp as they traced down his neck and over his shoulders.

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Dante let the nipple slide out of his mouth, ran his tongue over it nice and slow, followed it up with a skim of his teeth.

No more perfect place to get her revved up, was it? And fuck, her pale skin still looked hotter up close.

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Kathy shivered at his teeth, nails digging into the back of his neck. Though she would have spared a laugh for the pun if he'd voiced it out loud. She wrapped a leg around his hips and pulled him flush against her again, grinding up and down his front.

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Dante huffed out a breath of a laugh as he pulled away again, this time to nip at the skin of her breast.

"'m tryin' to go down on you here, Kat."

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"Oh," Kathy said, unwinding her leg from around him. She'd been pretty caught up with what his mouth had been doing she hadn't paid much attention to the rest of him. "Well, far be it from me to stop you."

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Dante smirked, kissing down along her chest. "That's what I thought," he said, and let his tongue play along her belly button.

Then further down, more kisses.

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Kathy gave a low laugh as his mouth send shivers through her. His lips tickled her skin, raising goosebumps as he passed. She raised her hips as he moved further down, inviting him to tug her underwear down as he moved.

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Dante's fingers traveled down first, teasing her over the fabric, pressing against her clit.

Then they moved back up, to pull down her panties.

He kissed the inside of her thigh, smirking lazily.

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"Fucking tease," Kathy said, giving him a fond grin, raising her other leg up over the back of the other seat, giving him plenty of room to move. "Goddamn, you're pretty," she added, watching that smile.

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"We're both pretty," Dante said, eyes lighting up with dirty mischief.

But he stopped teasing, pressing his face against her and sliding his tongue between her folds.

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And Kathy stopped being able to form coherent sentences, falling back into her elbows with a soft moan. She wasn't properly wet, not yet, but that state of affairs wasn't going to last long once his tongue got to work. Her clit was already perking up, eager for his attentions.

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Dante noticed as he worked his way back up; it inspired him to drag his tongue over her clit, applying just enough pressure that it was less tease and more encouragement.

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Her moan was louder this time, her hand going up to grip his hair again, the other starfishing over his shoulder to cling to him, nails prickling into his skin for impetus.

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The noise was impetus enough - not that Dante was complaining. He sucked on her clit, his fingers sliding up her thighs. They were playing along her skin and the edges of her folds now, waiting, teasing.

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"Dante..." Kathy whimpered, yearning up against his mouth. He was playing with her, making her want it, making her need it, and even after all this time he still knew exactly how to urge the reactions he wanted from her. Her toes curled and she tugged his face a little closer to her, wordlessly begging for more.

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Dante muffled a soft laugh against her thigh, making up for his mouth's brief departure by pressing a finger into her. He figured she was about ready for it.

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No question about that; she'd been slick and ready for the past few minutes, ever since he'd really set to work on her clit, coaxing more that moans out of her. "Hear you laughing," she tried to accuse, though her voice was far too breathy to pull it off. Her pressing herself down onto his knuckles probably didn't help sell it, either.

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"So what?" Dante asked.

He smirked up at her merrily from between her legs as he worked his finger into her, and then a second-- probably also didn't help.

He put his tongue back to work a moment later.

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Yeah, she couldn't think of a good response. He could be cracking up down there but with two fingers inside of her and his mouth working her over exactly the way she needed, she wouldn't be able to bring herself to care. "Yesssss," she hissed, nails digging into his shoulder again, this time purely on instinct.

A little more of this and she'd be over in no time at all.

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She could take 'have an orgasm in a Maserati' off her bucket list. Dante was here to help her do that.

He put himself to the task with dedication, licking around his fingers, back up to her clit. He added a third not soon after, his free hand sliding up to cup her breast.

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And when Kathy came several minutes later, climaxing around his fingers with a loud keen, the Maserati was the last thing she was thinking of. Not the six figure price tag, not the heart-stopping speeds she'd gotten, not even the way the car itself suggested pure sex. The closest she got to remembering the car at all was falling back onto the seats and trembling while Dante's tongue made her cry out, her nipple thrusting up into the palm of his hand.

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Dante resurfaced with a winning grin, his hands sliding down to his pants to open them back up and shove 'em down. "There we go," he said, voice low as he stretched over her. "That's what I was looking for."