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She had no car!

“You are so fucking amazing!” she exclaimed.

And so fucking cute!

They had only just gotten out of bed less than an hour ago. Rachel was still wearing her pj shorts and a black ribbed tank but with no bra. And her hair, though pulled back into a ponytail, had that “just woke up after getting fucked” messiness to it.

“If you need a second to change…” Ainsley said, forcing herself to ignore the desire beginning to percolate in her core.

Rachel waved it off.

“Nah. I’ll drop you off and head right back here.”

“Fine, but just so you know…I might have trouble keeping my hands off you during the ride.”

***

And that ended up being true.

Ainsley didn’t know what it was about her, Rachel and cars but a pattern certainly seemed to be developing…

No sooner had Rachel navigated her Tesla onto the I-5 to head south to Encinitas than Ainsley, disregarding personal safety somewhat, leaned over, pulling her body mostly out of the seatbelt and began kissing Rachel’s right shoulder. When she raked her teeth over it, as though preparing to take a bite, Rachel groaned and then said, “God, I can’t wait until you get done at the hospital.”

Ainsley smiled to herself.

“Well, if you can’t wait…” she murmured just before reaching up and guiding the strap of Rachel’s tank off her shoulder.

Rachel gasped but didn’t protest, although the pace of her breathing suddenly started increasing.

In a moment, Ainsley had Rachel’s right breast free from the shirt and exposed.

“Jesus…” Rachel sighed.

“Drive very, very carefully,” Ainsley said. She then unclicked her seatbelt and thus unfettered was able to reposition herself so she could easily bring her mouth down to Rachel’s already hard nipple, which she sucked on delightedly, her own nipples hardening in reaction to what she was doing.

Not wanting Rachel’s other breast to feel ignored, Ainsley reached over and fondled it over the shirt’s material. All the while, her mouth lavished attention on the aroused nipple it was suckling on and licking.

“Ainsley, my lord…” Rachel said.

Not wanting to make the nipple sore from too much attention, Ainsley gave it one last, forceful pull with her lips, scraping her teeth along the erect nub, and then took her mouth away. Provided Rachel still wasn’t scared off by sapphic sex, Ainsley planned on spending a lot of time paying attention to those beautiful breasts later tonight. For now, though, she helped Rachel readjust her top so that the redhead was once more completely covered. Then, Ainsley sat back in her seat properly and refastened her seatbelt, silencing the Tesla’s insistent beeping.

Rachel groaned as she squirmed in the driver’s seat, Ainsley guessing that she had gotten Rachel’s juices flowing.

“How long are you going to be?” she asked. “Not that I am trying to rush you while saving someone’s life,” she quickly added. “But…how long are you going to be?”

Ainsley laughed.

“This is going to take several hours, babe,” she answered. “Unless I decide the surgery can wait, but I’m guessing it won’t. You may as well just plan to do whatever today without me.”

“Well, you’re going to need someone to pick you up, aren’t you? Or are we back to you trying to fly again?”

Ainsley felt her heart warm at Rachel’s consideration.

“You really are amazing,” she said. “Hey, do you want to stay at my place tonight?”

“Perfect!” Rachel said. “My first showing tomorrow is in Del Mar anyway.”

“I hope it’s not too early, that showing,” Ainsley said nonchalantly.