"I." he leans down on his elbows next to her head, their noses almost touching, "like you."
His head tilts down to kiss her when suddenly, he's flying through the air above his head and lands on his back. She back rolls and lands sitting on top of him. She stares into his eyes curiously, trying to detect how serious he was. Looking up into her face, he's reminded of when they first met.
"I'm sorry I pissed you o..." she smothers his mouth with hers before he's able to finish apologizing. She wraps both her arms around his head and he wraps his around her waist. They kiss in full embrace, their tongues intertwining, their breathing escalating. When their kiss naturally slowed, she pulls back, looking into his eyes. She sits up and gets off of him, kneeling next to him. He sits back up, watching her.
"Umm... we should..." she points at the door, but her eyes lingered on his tented crotch, "you know, we should lock up and, uh... head out... getting late."
He smiles as he watches her struggle to finish the sentence, her mind clearly on something else.
"Ummm... no," he says as he pulls her in by the lapel to kiss her again.
Her stomach flutters. She moans into his mouth, but gently pushes him away.
"I want nothing more than to strip those pants off you and have my way with you on this floor, but I promised Sensei I would lock up," and with that, she stands up, grabs her bag and beckons for him to follow.
As she's locking the door from the outside, he steps up behind her and nuzzles his nose along the nape of her neck, letting her stray hairs brush against his face. Every time after she worked out, he could catch a whiff of her musky scent, enticing him. This is the first time he could smell it right from her skin. He let out a hot breath that flowed down her shoulder blade. Her chest begins to heave. She slowly turns around to face him. They lean in close, lips parting and barely touching. She licks his bottom lip with the tip of her tongue. When he tries to dive in for something more, she tilts her head to the side, getting close to his ear. "Walk me to my car," she breathes into his ear, then bites his earlobe. Tingles crawl from his ear down to his spine.
He drapes his arm around her shoulders and walks her toward her car. He opens the driver's side door for her. She throws her bag in the passenger seat, but doesn't get in. She faces him and presses her body against his, gliding her arms up around his neck to pull him in for a deep, passionate kiss. He grabs at her back and slender waist. She could feel his hard-on pressing against her stomach. She snakes her hand past the elastic waistband into his pants and grabs hold of his warm thick penis.
"MMmmfff," he moans. She starts gently stroking from the base to the tip, picturing it pummeling into her hot pussy. Just imagining it has made her gush below. His hands rest along the waistband of her pants, the backs of his fingers grazing her hipbone. He dips one finger inside, searching for the top of her panties. Lower and lower he searches, but he only feels skin. Soon his fingers are so far down that he could touch her wet folds. He pauses. Sensing what he was thinking, she leans into his ear and tells him, "I never wear underwear when I'm working out." He lets out an astounded groan. Thinking back to all the times they sparred and grappled and realizing now that all that separated him and her hot love box was one thin layer of fabric was almost more than he could take.
He kneels down and pulls her pants down, exposing her pussy to the cool night air. She leans back against the car as his fingers and tongue start exploring her wet hole. Her knees almost buckle when he plunges his long thick fingers deep inside her snatch. He digs deeper and her moans grow louder. Luckily the streets are quiet tonight. His thumb strums at her clit while his tongue licks at her soft slippery pussy lips. A cool breeze washes over her body, igniting her. He could feel her thighs stiffen and her walls clamping down on his fingers. Half moaning, half-whimpering, she holds onto his shoulder to stable herself as her orgasm ripples through her. He stands back up and they kiss. She grabs his hand and sucks on his fingers, licking off her own cum juices. She watches his reaction as her mouth wraps around his fingers, her soft tongue swirling around this knuckles. Her other hand rubs his erection through his pants.
"Get in the back seat," she says. Hurriedly, he opens the door and dives inside. She steps out of her pants and follows him, closing the door behind her. Once in the car, she kisses him fiercely, climbing onto his lap. She grinds up against his stiff cock, rubbing her clit against the rough fabric of his pants. He grabs at her waist and back, pushing up her shirt and bra, exposing her hard, pink nipples. He sucks at her heaving bosom, scraping his teeth on her sensitive nips. Her hands rake through his hair to the back of his head, holding his neck. She leans in close and licks his earlobe. She whispers, "I want your hard, thick cock. Now."
He lifts her up slightly and pushes his pants and underwear down to his knees. She curls her fingers around his rock hard member. She spreads the precum around the head with her thumb and slowly sits down, pushing him inside her. Her face contorts, gasping as she feels him split her tight twat. Her hips slide back and forth. She relishes in each thrust back, deep and powerful. He pulls her down for a kiss, and then pushes her down to lie on the seat. She lies on her side as he enters her again. He grabs onto her thigh as he feverishly hammers into her sopping, wet cunt. He throws his head back, grunting like a beast in heat. Their panting steams up the windows and for a second, she wonders if anyone could see the car rocking. She clutches the seat so hard her nails puncture the cover. Her breathing quickens as he picks up his pace, tightly gripping onto her and the back of the seat. Her head starts spinning and her whole body feels hot. She cums, screaming out his name.
The extra pressure of her pussy clamping down on his dick coupled with his own rapid strokes makes him cum, hard. "AAaaaWwwww!" his body tightens and he buries his cock deep within her, releasing everything.
He falls back into the seat, leaning against the door, trying to catch his breath. She pulls herself back up, chest still heaving. He crawls up close to her, leaning his head on her shoulder. She turns and kisses him on the forehead. He looks up at her and smiles. She touches the corner of his mouth and traces his lips with her forefinger.
"We should get going before the cops show up," he jokes.
Smiling, she looks around for her pants, before suddenly realizing, "I think my pants are still outside."
When she opens the door, there's nothing on the ground.
