With one arm reaching around her back and pulling her into me, the other works to unbutton the top button of her jeans and slowly slide down the zipper. In the sound of silence, a moan escapes between the two of us. We pull away and I blush into the dark Fall sky when it is realized that the sound came from my lips. Before returning to my polite actions of days past, she grabs my forearm and presses my hand against the space between her curves. I can feel a familiar and inviting wetness through the denim as I look up to meet her eyes. I feel her legs spread further apart beneath my thigh which is now resting between her and rubbing her wetness from the exterior of the blue cotton. My lips return to her collar bone, biting her tender skin as one of my hands disappears beneath the lace trim of her cotton panties. She lifts my head to meet her gaze again.
Janet: It's ok,
she whispers.
Toni: I don't need permission,
I reply.
Janet: No. But you don't need to be polite either,
she responds.
Janet: Don't treat me like I'm something you can break.
Without hesitation my hand slides further into her pants, finding the inviting area. This time the moan escapes her lips as my fingers familiarize themselves. I could stay lost in these folds and new curves forever but her body begs me to search further and deeper.
I slide one solitary finger into her as her back arches to the invited intruder. Slowly bringing my finger to a hook I pull back out, feeling the muscles of her tight body attempt to keep me in for a moment longer. As she releases, I plunge back into her with force and need.
Janet: More,
she says pulling at my arm.
A second finger explores her as I pull her bra over her breast and take her nipple into my mouth. I have now become lost in the soft skin that has consumed my dreams and thoughts for the last week. All the respect and "taking it slow," for her sake has been discarded and all I want now is to feel her body climax against me and to make her descend to complete exhaustion from our current actions. In moments a third enters her, ravishing the wet folds beneath her jeans. Her hips pump into me in rhythm as we dance against the hood of the car. She is tugging at my hair which has now fallen from its ponytail and is quickly becoming a distraction to our kissing. My thigh pushes into her with each pump while I attempt to brace myself with the other arm against the car. She is fucking me harder than I can push into her. Her entire body screams with delight as I let my own body move in a steady rhythm of pleasure against her. I can feel her walls starting to tighten as curve my fingers again for a slow pull forward. The screams of "yes" and "harder" fill the silent air with a volume that could possibly be heard miles away on campus. With another few strokes, she convulses beneath me. My thigh starts to shake as I find myself thrusting into her harder bringing myself to a much-needed climax. I collapse on top of her. Exhausted. Wet. Spent. And deeply turned on. After a few moments of heavy breathing, I remove my hand and brush the hair from our faces searching her eyes. She looks up at me softly and pulls me in for a kiss. We sit there quietly allowing the others to catch their breath.
Toni: ...wow.
Janet: So, am I warrant a 'wow'?
she asks laughing beneath my weight.
Toni: You took a lot more out of me than I would have given you credit for.
Janet: You didn't think I could wear you out.
Toni: I didn't say you wore me out,
I stammer breathing heavily.
Toni: People don't 'wear me out.
Janet: Oh, is that so? Are you done pretending that you are in charge?
Toni: Wha-
I respond.
Janet: –Are you done with this charade that you have to be in charge of? Is it out of your system now?
She pulls herself to her feet as I stay lying against the hood of the car. Within a moment I feel her reach my waist from behind. Before I can react she has taken my belt once again in her hands and begins to remove it.
Janet: Now — we can do this two ways. You can just let me do what I want to do — or you can fight me and I'll still do what I want to do.
I feel the air hit my legs as my pants fall beneath the car.
To Be Continued...
A/N- Ever seen Modern Family?
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