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stomach.
    “Ready for me?” he asked.
    She tried to speak, but her lust caught in her throat. With him behind her, she felt like a tigress being pursued by an alpha-male. It was highly arousing not being able to see him, and she gasped as he reached out and pushed up her dress. He lowered down and positioned himself over her again, so that he was holding her in place, then he slid his hand under her hips to gently rub her clit through the material of her panties. Amy’s mind surged with joy as she ground herself on his fingers; the excitement was already starting to possess her. Somehow she’d gone from someone who never orgasmed, to someone who could apparently get there fast. How had that happened? Not that she was complaining…
    Adam bit her neck, then – still rubbing her clit – he used his other hand to probe his fingers into her panties and around the outside of her pussy, making her wetter and hornier than she’d ever felt in her life. She wanted to beg him to fuck her hard from behind, but she knew he was eking out the pleasure on purpose. She trusted that he knew what he was doing.  And he was doing it well.
    “I love your tight pussy,” he murmured, as his fingers delved inside. “You’re so warm and wet for me.”
    Amy gasped, enjoying the sensation of having her legs straight back behind her, as Adam fondled her clit and G-spot. All the pleasure was being focused into her pelvis, making that area of her body come alive with delightful lust. She gasped, trying to stay in control.
    “Relax and enjoy,” Adam said, nibbling her neck from behind.
    Amy decided to take his advice and relish the ride, so she rested her forehead down on the soft upholstery, allowing him to do this for her. As he continued to give her a finger-fuck, Amy felt her mind melt into the surroundings, as if she was drunk on passion. The feel of his fingers caressing her most sensitive areas pushed her over the edge and the orgasm struck, causing the pleasure to rush tightly in her pelvis and across her body like an ocean storm. She let herself go and pushed back into him, grinding her hips and drawing out the orgasm completely. The ecstasy increased and overwhelmed her, and she suddenly feared it would tear her in two – but in the most wonderful way. She grinned wildly, allowing her groans to burst out, feeling free and liberated, like an untamed animal.
    Eventually she floated back to the car, and burst into giggles – lying on her stomach and feeling like a child. Adam respectfully withdrew his fingers and pulled her dress carefully back into place. She shuffled back around and gazed at him with affectionate eyes, as contentment bubbled in her heart.
    She smiled. “Thank you, Adam Quinlan.”
    He leaned down and kissed her. “Told you it was good in a car.”
    “You were right.”
    “I’m glad you enjoyed it. Maybe on the way home, we can try for more.”
    Amy practically purred as she reached down towards his zipper. “Absolutely. But why wait?”

Chapter Eleven
     
    Amy’s body tingled with post-orgasmic joy as the chauffeur pulled the Jag through the huge iron gates of the Quinlan family home. Adam’s favourite sports car blended in well with all the other expensive cars that were parked outside this magnificent building. Judging from the amount of cars here, Amy guessed there must be about a hundred party-goers inside. But, then again, she realised, she was now in a world where the rules were unknown to her. These flashy cars might all belong to Adam’s dad. She braced herself to feel like a fish out of water, but vowed not to behave like one.
    It was an awe-inspiring building – a three-storey mansion set in its own sprawling grounds. Even though it was night-time, the house seemed to shine with its own light, like a diamond in the dust. It reminded Amy of a fairy-tale castle and she suddenly felt like Cinderella arriving at the ball with her Prince Charming. Her excitement shuddered as she remembered