an: Hello my lovelies! I almost forgot to post the chapter today, and in my time zone I'm about an hour late, but whatever. I warn you that I didn't go over this chapter as throughly as I usually do, so you can expect a few more mistakes than usual. I apologise for that, I'm too tired to read it all now.

warning: smut, smut, smut. Last sex scene for a while though, so enjoy!

day eleven (part 3)

The walk back to the CVS parking lot seemed like the longest of his life. She led the way, holding his hand and sending occasional lustful glances in his direction, each of them making him harden even more. If he didn't take her soon he was gonna lose his fucking mind.

The key was exactly where she'd said, covered by a few layers of thick packaging tape. He couldn't really tell if Elliot's idea was clever or not. Sure, it was a great solution if he used to lose his key a bit too often, but he should've probably kept the secret a little bit better. Not that he could've ever imagined that his ex girlfriend would take advantage of his car to have sex with someone else, but still.

Ally insisted to drive the car to the corner of the big lot, away from the street and from the view of possible CVS late night clients. Still, Elliot's was one of only three other cars occupying the huge space, and would've probably still been very noticeable. Wasn't having sex in a public space kind of illegal?

"So what? I thought risking to get caught was part of our thing," joked Ally.

He didn't push it. He had no intention of getting blue balls, anyway.

She turned off the car and pulled the key out of the ignition to leave it on the dashboard. Then she turned to look at him, wetting her lips with her tongue and evoking all kinds of inappropriate imagery. She took off his baseball hat before she leaned towards him to kiss him gently and slowly, in a way that he could only describe as teasing. If it had been up to him, he would've already been inside her.

"I lost my virginity in a car, you know?" she told him, pulling away.

He frowned. Who was the asshole who'd deemed appropriate for her to have sex for the first time in a car?

"Not my favorite three minutes, to be honest," she added with a wince.

Was it the weed that made her so open to sharing, all of the sudden? Or was she starting to finally feel the need to open up to him he'd been craving since he'd first seen her?

"My first time was in my girlfriend's room, with her parents having dinner with guests downstairs."

Ally giggled. "They weren't worried about you two being alone upstairs?"

"They didn't know I was there. I'd sneaked in from the window."

"How romantic," she smiled, then lifted herself up to come straddle his lap, both arms resting on his shoulders. He held her hips to steady her. "How old were you?"

"Fifteen. You?"

"Fourteen."

"That's young," he said, before he could stop himself. The fact that it had been in a car probably meant the guy had been at least two years older than her.

"Yeah, well... I was a stupid freshman, crazy in love with the quarterback."

Austin suspected she was purposely avoiding meeting his eyes. He sighed and cupped her cheek with his hand, trying to get her to look at him. He doubted she'd ever actually been stupid, maybe just young and naïve. When she kept evading his stare he kissed her, deeply but not roughly, desperately hoping to make her feel wanted. Because he wanted her, so much that he didn't think he could ever have enough.

She sighed and slid her tongue into his mouth, hands now dipping into his hair, knees involuntarily tightening against his sides. He sneaked a hand under her tank top and ran it across her smooth back, tracing the outline of her spine with his fingers and pushing the top upwards as he did so. Her lips left his to travel along his jaw, leaving hot, open mouthed kisses on its outline. When she reached his ear she bit his lobe and he ground against her, causing a hiss to escape her lips. He yanked her top off and she lifted the hem of his shirt just enough to sprawl her hands on his abs, while industriously half kissing, half sucking his neck. He groaned in pleasure and slid a hand under her bra to cup her breast, fingers expertly teasing her nipple until he felt her breath catching in her throat. He smirked and used his free hand to push up the hem of her skirt until he could feel the lacy texture of her panties under his fingers. He ran his thumb along her entrance, still over the soaking undergarment. She whimpered and lost focus in what she was doing, and he kept his ministration going until she was moaning loudly, head buried in the crook of his neck. He pecked her shoulder before pushing the fabric aside to plunge two fingers into her. Her knees closed tighter against his hips and her nails dug into his neck.

"Fuck."

She was tight and wet around his digits and he could almost feel her pleasure through the pulsating of her walls. He started pumping in and out of her fast, dying to see her come undone around him, and she moved her hips to meet his movements, angling her pelvis so that he could get in deeper. He pinched her nipple again, before finally unclasping her bra and pushing her back so that he could reach his breasts with his mouth. He started sucking on one and he felt her fingers digging in his scalp as she pushed his head even closer. She sighed his name and it drove him crazy. He found her clit with his thumb and started massaging it, while keeping up his steady fingering. She came in only a few minutes, high pitched moans escaping her throat while her back arched and she rode out her orgasms, breathing heavily.

He pulled his fingers out and sucked them clean under her hazy stare, the acute pulsing of his sex quickly bringing him down from the high of seeing her climax because of him.

He was so far from being done with her.

He took off his shirt, the hot temperature starting to get to him, and she hummed her agreement before kissing him hard, hands roaming on his chest. He didn't waste time and reached for her panties again, this time to pull them down. He felt the material rip, but she didn't let out any kind of displeasure, her restless tongue sliding against his. She reached to undue his belt and unbutton his jeans, and they had to briefly readjust their position so she could pull them and his boxers down enough to free his dick from its constraint. She closed her hand around the base and pumped him a few time, finally giving him some release, but it wasn't enough. He wanted to be inside her and he didn't know how much longer he could resist.

So he stopped her by grabbing her wrist and pulled back from the kiss to tell her. She smiled.

"Where are the condoms?"

"Back pocket."

She reached to get the box, which had been squished beneath their weight. She giggled and took one of the condoms out, throwing the rest on the driver seat. She opened the wrapping with her teeth, looking insanely hot while doing so, and preceded to roll the condom onto his length, looking him in the eyes while doing so. She offered him a lecherous smile as she positioned herself over him, one hand on his shoulder to keep her balance and the other at the base of his cock to align him to her entrance. She slid down painfully slow, catching his moan into her mouth. Her tongue flicked against his and he let his hands linger on her thighs while she took a second to adjust to his now familiar girth. Then she lifted herself slightly and he gripped her hips to guide her back down, swallowing her moan of pleasure. He kept guiding her movements while thrusting into her, his breathing becoming more erratic with every wave of pleasure her tight walls spread through him.

He left her mouth with the intention to kiss every inch of her neck and collarbone. He sucked under her ear, whispering her name into her hair. She dug her nails into his shoulders deep enough to leave marks, her movements starting to lose rhythm as pleasure built inside her again. Sweat covered them both, making their skin glisten in the dim light. He knew she was being loud enough that people could probably hear her from outside, but honestly didn't care.

She was the only thing in the world and his hazed senses were too focus on all the wonderful things she made him feel to worry about the outside. To worry about anything else, ever.

He palmed her breasts as he felt her body start to tense while a second orgasm overtook her, perhaps even more intense than the first one. She cried out to god and somehow found enough strength left in her legs to keep riding him throughout the pleasure that seized her core and spread through her body like wildfire. She collapsed against him, breathing heavily, and he stopped moving for a second.

It had took him a lot more willpower than he thought he had not to succumb to his own need for release with her, but he hoped the waiting would be worth it. He gently helped her off him, and found the lever to lower the seat, pulling on it while pushing the backrest as down as it went. Then, not without a little struggle, he switched places with Ally so she was the one sitting, and guided her down until she was lying on the now flat seat. She pulled her skirt off and spread her legs wider, while he pushed his pants and boxers down completely. He then positioned himself over her and kissed her while entering her again. She moaned, still sensitive from her last orgasm, and arched her back to allow him to sink deeper into her. Her legs locked around his lower back and he dug his fingers into her thighs while starting to thrust into her.

"Damn, Ally. You feel so fucking good." He breathed into her ear.

She moaned and he kissed her neck and licked her nipples, enjoying every single sound that escaped her mouth, enjoying more than anything his name being first sighed, then whimpered and finally moaned, as she begged him to go fuck her harder and faster. He complied with whatever energy was left in him, kissing the sweat away from her neck, loosing himself in the smell of her hair while she chanted her approval whenever his dick filled her completely. Soon enough, she was throwing her hips upwards to meet his thrusts, eyes shut as she could feel her third orgasm so close she could almost reach for it. She held back, knowing that he was close as well and wanting to share the heat of pleasure with him, this time.

He slowed down a bit, wanting the amazing feeling of being one with her to stretch out as much as possible. He pecked her lips, before pushing a few damp strands of hair from her forehead. His fingers lingered on her cheekbone, eyes locking into hers. It was like the first time they'd had sex, only more intense, if possible. He stopped moving and she seemed too hypnotize by his gaze to notice. His thumb trailed down her cheek until it brushed her lower lip and she was perfect, he could swear it. She was the most fucking perfect thing in his life, the only perfect thing.

"I'm falling in love with you," he whispered.

He knew it was mostly the dope still in his system talking, together with the sex high and the fact that he was an impulsive moron, but part of him also knew it was the truth.

Her eyes opened wider and, staring into them, he could see a thousand of emotions in them, fighting to prevail. She looked scared, but he didn't have time to elaborate because she pulled him into a rough, hard kiss that made his head spin, and she started thrusting towards him, one hand on his hip urging him to start moving again as well. She pulled back to kiss his jaw again.

"Make me come," she breathed hotly into his ear, "please."

It only took him pushing into her a couple more times before he started to feel her walls clench around him. This time he let himself go, his hands steadying her hips while he pumped in and out of her a few last times. She threw her head back and let out short, high pitched moans, legs shaking and toes curling while her whole body vibrated under his. He could hardly feel the pain of her nails scratching his skin, so lost in his pleasure.

He pulled out of her and miraculously found the strength to climb back on the driver seat, trying to catch his breath. Ally curled up on herself and held the position for a few seconds, breathing heavily as well. The inside of the car felt insanely hot and the air smelled like sex and sweat. Still, he would've stayed in there, cuddled with her forever. He took off the condom and opened the car door to let it fall on the concrete, not really worried about littering. When he looked back at Ally, she had already put her skirt back on and was struggling with her bra. She wasn't looking at him, and the angle of her lips almost made her seem upset.

"What's wrong?" he asked, frowning.

"Nothing," she looked up, showing him her brightest smile.

He kept his puzzled expression, until she leaned in to kiss him briefly. She pushed his pants into his hands.

"Get dressed, I'm suffocating in here," she told him, before turning around to search for her tank top.

Austin did as she told him and a few minutes later he caught up to her out of the car. She locked the doors and proceeded to put the key back in its hiding place under the bumper, then she turned to look at him.

"How about a bucket of onion rings and a smoothie?" she asked, pointing at the Burger King across the street.

He smiled. "Sounds awesome."

an: Hope you liked it! Let me know what you think! xx