whispered
huskily
across
the
cab
of
the
vehicle.
Madison
swallowed.
Her
heart
began
pounding.
The
heat
between
her
legs
broke
out
into
a
flame.
She
began
burning
everywhere,
but
especially
there.
“Okay,
you’ve
convinced
me
to
cooperate,”
she
said,
lifting
her
shirt
and
pulling
down
her
panties.
She
held
the
strap
of
black
lace
up
in
her
hand.
“I
need
to
make
sure
I
put
these
back
on.
I
don’t
want
your
uncle
to
find
these
in
his
truck
like
your
brother
Dare
found
those
in
his.”
Stone
reached
out
and
plucked
them
out
of
her
hand
and
stuffed
them
in
the
pocket
of
his
jeans
before
pulling
out
a
pack
of
condoms.
“I’ll
try
to
remember
to
give
them
back
to
you,”
he
said
grinning.
He
then
tossed
his
jeans
in
the
back
seat
to
join
his
shirt.
He
glanced
over
at
her.
“Need
help
removing
that
skirt
and
blouse?”
Madison
smiled.
“No
thanks.
I
think
I
can
manage.”
“All
right.”
And
he
got
an
eyeful
while
he
saw
her
doing
so.
He
was
glad
she
hadn’t
needed
his
help.
In
his
present
state
he
might
have
been
tempted
to
rip
her
clothes
right
off
her.
His
breath
caught
when
he
saw
she
hadn’t
worn
a
bra
and,
when
she
removed
her
top,
her
breasts
spilled
free
and
his
shaft
reacted
by
getting
even
harder.
Madison
glanced
over
at
Stone.
God,
she
wanted
him.
Bad.
All
his
talk
about
wanting
her
and
needing
to
get
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