Steven suddenly pulled away from her, his arm stayed behind her back but he grabbed her right arm with his left so that she wouldnt let him go.
Im sorry Kate, Ive wanted to do that for so long, and I said that I wouldnt do anything you werent comfortable with.
Kate smiled, her eyes almost glowing in the dark. Once again he pulled her to him and she responded vigorously, kissing him hard, and accepting his tongue without hesitation. Their tongues were intertwining and his erection was now painfully uncomfortable in his jeans. He dropped his arm onto her thighs and then moved his hand over them, massaging her softly, ever so slowly raising the hem of her dress to a reachable length. It seemed to Steven that she never wanted to let his tongue go, because when he retracted his, hers would just come snaking out and plunder his mouth until he responded in kind.
The hem of dress was now almost to her knees and would go no further as the weight of her legs trapped it against the seat. Steven finally pulled away from her lips but still kept his face within an inch of hers. Her eyes opened and her face lit up again. Steven thought her eyes were a little glazed. He kissed her softly again and placed his hand down onto her bare calves. She looked at him smiling and radiant.
I have to lift your legs up over mine so I can hold you closer, its getting a bit too uncomfortable he smiled back at her.
Okay was all she murmured back, her eyes never left his.
She lifted her legs for him but at the same time pulled his head back to kiss. He swung her legs over his own, but as Steven knew, that meant her body had to compensate. She began to slide down the seat, firstly holding on tighter to him to arrest her movement and then moving herself along the seat to allow his body to be more beside hers, and her own to be more or less, lying straight along the back seat. The arm he had around her shoulders was now propping him up, so that he wouldnt be lying on top of her and he put his hand behind the back of her head. She reached up smiling at him and pulled his head down to meet her own again. Steven crushed his lips against hers, almost in triumph, as he had seen that hed successfully pulled her dress above her knees when she moved.
Their tongues danced together again and Stevens left hand began fondling her exposed thighs, slowly and softly at first, then higher and higher as she did not resist. Little moans escaped from her lips and once he thought she even moaned his name. He turned her head into the seat a little, and kissed her ear and the side of neck. His left hand, restricted by their physical position could only slide up her right side, and he did so until he felt the waist band of panties. Kate responded strongly to his kisses on her neck and face, and she let a long sigh go as he began tracing his fingers along the waistband of her panties. Her thighs remained bonded together, even though she rocked her legs side to side sometimes in response to his caresses. His erection pressed hard into her left thigh and when she rocked he almost moaned himself. He slid his hand down her right leg and the next time she rocked he lifted it by the ankle and placed it down onto the floor. She moaned and rocked back at him, lifting her leg to put it back together with the other but still pulling his face harder against hers. He slid his hand up onto her inner thighs and her reaction completely surprised him, to the point where he almost stopped.
She uttered Oh my God, and lifted her hips so that the pressure of his hand came into contact with the swell of her pubis. Her grip on his head tightened. He wanted to look down so badly and see her down there, to know what kind of knickers she wore. He felt them, they were the same satiny type she had worn to lunch with him yesterday but he didnt think they would be red this time. She had a red sweater on when they had shared lunch, so the colour of the knickers matched. Steven thought they would be blue to match the dress, or white to match the lace trimming. She was kissing his face and lips, and when they got caught in a big tongue kiss again, he began fingering her through her knickers.
She was so wet that Steven was reminded of beautiful blonde Glenda, so many years ago when he was at school. That bitch had let him finger her off until SHE had an orgasm and then just left him totally frustrated. No way that he was ever going to let that happen to him again.
The crotch of her panties was soaked. The smell of her sex permeated the car and hung heaviest right under his nose it seemed. He slipped his fingers under her knickers and she gyrated wildly against his hand. Her moans were loud and excited and there was no pretense, she wanted him, he thought.
He somehow managed to get her left leg onto the seat back, her legs spread wantonly. She appeared almost desperate. He quickly kissed down and she swiveled her hips as if she wanted his lips on hers, down there. He happily saw her knickers were blue, the satiny type as he had felt. She was still bucking her hips at him as he settled his tongue onto her, teasing. With her hand behind his head and the thrusts of her hips, she was almost mashing herself against his face.
He reached down and undid his jeans with one hand. Kate thrashed her head from side to side and was moaning and whispering.
Dont stop, oh God please dont stop.
He started kissing his way up her body but kept his fingers inside her. He managed to unbutton the top half of her dress and immediately began kissing around her matching blue satiny bra. The girl likes her lingerie and so do I, he thought. He sucked at her erect nipple through her bra and when he bit it softly, she gyrated her hips harder against his hand.
He had the other nipple in his fingers and he gently squeezed it at the same time as he nipped the other and was rewarded with oh Christ from her lips, in between moans. He plunged himself into her and began half thrusting, going deeper each time when she suddenly stiffened under him, her legs trying to come back together, impossible now with his body between them of course, and in fact, forcing him deeper again. Steven had been watching himself enter her, and now he looked up and saw her wide-eyed stare. The hand that had been holding her own knickers was now pushing at his hip, and the other that had been behind his head was now pushing his shoulder. Stevens rage was immediate and his twisted features frightened Kate so much that revulsion made her act.
She started hitting him with both hands, around the shoulders at first just trying to snap him out of it but when he kept snarling unintelligible mutterings at her, she began using her nails, and when that was ineffective she went for his neck and face. He seemed to light up in a even greater rage and leaned forward with one fist directly onto her chin. Casual as his reaction appeared, the contact had enough force to make her head spin.
Her hands dropped to her face and she covered her eyes and prepared to wait for him to finish. And Steven looked as if that was exactly what he was trying to do; he was still inside her and he pistoned into her so hard that she gasped as their bodies connected, the feeling inside her was thankfully numb to his presence. But she was wrong. As soon as she failed to react, Steven punched her again. This time she didnt see it coming with her hands cowering over her face. The force clamped her mouth together and she almost severed her tongue with her own teeth. She stifled a scream with her hands and felt the warm blood rushing into her mouth. She began gagging as Steven connected once again, flush onto the point of her nose this time.