JESSICA'S POV
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After eating a semi-late lunch at one of the mall's fancy restaurants, we made our way home and the ride home is getting heated as Nathaniel drives with his hand on my thigh, his fingers digging into the inside of my leg, massaging my inner thighs with his large hand. It makes my panties wet as I clench my inner walls. I can't think and I can't drag my eyes away from the top of his hand. I place my hand on top of his, my nails dragging up and down his hand which causes him to grope my leg, pulling my legs apart before he slips his hand underneath my plain pastel pink dress. I inhale a sharp breath as his pinky rubs against my soaked underwear. His eyes are focused on the road, his other hand on the wheel is clutching it so tightly that his knuckles are turning white.
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