Who's in Control?

She was crazy. Crazy! They were friends. They had always been friends. And here she was, driving three hours up to the middle of nowhere just to see him. Looking in the rear-view mirror, there was nothing but darkness. Up ahead, the road was dark with only the light from her headlights. Her GPS showed another 20 minutes before the turnoff to the cottage.

Katie and Jason had been friends since middle school. They had met during an intense situation and went from complete strangers to best friends. It was hard for others to figure out why they were friends. Everyone said to them the cheesy "opposites attract" line to them, but it was true.

Jason was the bad boy. His parents had switched him to the Catholic school, hoping he would calm down. He listened to hip hop music. He was obsessed with both NFL football and video games--something that made him excluded from both jocks and geeks.

Katie was the perfect Catholic school girl. She went to church every week. She did piano lessons and Girl Guides. She always tried her hardest at school. She was geeky and nerdy and was always the shy, timid one in her small group of friends.

Ten years later and they had been through a lot but were still friends, best friends. That was why Jason knew Katie was on her way up to the cottage and Katie knew that this was the right thing to do.

The cottage was a quaint bungalow with a view of the river. The porch and kitchen light were on, showing a simple interior, along with worn wood paneling. As she got out of the car to grab her things, she smiled at his car, specifically the backseat. It was too dark to show how much she was blushing. Katie never behaved like the sweet, cute, innocent Catholic school girl in that car, or whenever she was around Jason.

The cottage was very rustic with a small kitchen, living room, dining room area with three doors leading to the bathroom and two bedrooms. Jason was sitting outside on the deck, smoke from his joint swirling around his head. The deck light cast shadows along the deck and out to the beach area with the dock.

"Hiya princess."

That was all he had to say. That was all he ever had to say. Katie rushed over and slid into his lap. Wiggling around she almost kissed him. She had to be strong because she needed to feel his warm soft lips against her but wanted to tease him. His hands were grabbing at her hips, forcing her to grind back and forth quickly.

She reached down and gently started to rub his cock through his shorts. She smirked as Jason glared at her. That look drove her wild and she just kept rubbing. Her fingers found the tip of his cock and gently stroked.

"Suck it." He blurted out, barely able to focus. Katie felt his grip on her hips, and she just giggled.

"No."

"Now."

Laying her hand flat against his cock she rubbed faster, knowing his cock was rubbing against his boxers.

"Fuck. Princess. Princess!"

This wasn't about power. This wasn't about control. This was about how after all these years she still knew exactly how to rub, exactly how hard to rub, exactly how fast to rub, to get him to growl.

She finally stopped rubbing and moved her hands up to gently hold his face, playing with his sexy beard.

"I missed you," she whispered against his lips before giving in and kissing him. That was all either of them needed. The moment their lips touched; it was on.

His fingers tugged up her sundress and yanked hard on her panties. He wanted to rip them but also loved that they were cotton, probably a normal white or pink colour. He lifted her up enough to get his fingers against her pussy. He rubbed her clit.

Katie bit his bottom lip roughly as she squirmed hard and fast against him. Her fingers were tugging up his shirt, then tugging on his hair. For being a sweet innocent Catholic schoolgirl, she was being pretty aggressive.

"We should go to bed," she panted against his lips as she broke the kiss long enough to gasp for air. But then she slid off his lap only long enough for him to unbutton and unzip his shorts. The moment his shorts and boxers were down, she was back in his lap.

"Can you feel how wet I am?" she purred. Jason growled. He was trying to rub her clit, but her words and squirms were distracting him. "I need to fuck you," he blurted out.

In one motion, he pushed her off his lap and yanked down her panties. The next moment, she was back in his lap with his cock deep inside her. They looked into each other's eyes. It was a dangerous combination of lust, love, passion, and intensity. At any moment, it could get rougher or sweeter.

"I missed you." Their eyes got wide as they said the same thing at the same time. He wrapped his arms so tight around her and held her tight as she wrapped her arms around his neck and moved up and down slowly, but deeply.

Jason grunted. Her pussy was tight, and wet, and hot. His cock was being squeezed and rubbed, and she was so wet he could feel her dripping.

Katie was gasping and whimpering, feeling the intense pressure and knowing she was going to orgasm so hard.

"Cum." He begged, as his strong hand wrapped around her throat. She reached up to hold his wrists, not to stop him. Not to make him loosen his grip. She held on tight and used that leverage to bounce harder on his thickness. She was using his cock, and he was letting her.

"Is my sexy princess going to cum all over my cock?"

Katie tensed up, trying to fight the intensity, but it was no use. She knew exactly what was going to happen. She pushed down hard and cried out... biting into his shoulder as her pussy flooded all over his cock, his shorts, his legs. She cried. It went from a little cry to full out sobbing. She couldn't focus on anything. Her body was so sensitive and any time he moved his hands, she pulled away.

"No baby. Stay still. You are such a good girl." Jason held her tight, not letting her go. He would never let her go. He felt her relax, calming down as he looked down into her pretty brown eyes. "You are amazing."

Even in the darkness, he knew she was blushing. She always got nervous after sex. Knowing how amazing it had been. How amazing it always was. How it wasn't supposed to always be this amazing. But it was.

"Now can we go to bed?" Katie demanded. Jason laughed, knowing the moment they got into bed, they'd just start again. His cock was still throbbing, and he knew she'd spoil him.