Escape Across the Pond

Chapter 23

The car ride back to the cottage was even more intense than the ride to the charity event. Grandmama isn't here this time and it's dark in the back seat. This means that Alex took his heavy petting to a whole new level without eyes on us. With one arm over my shoulder stroking my arm and his other hand sliding under the slit of the skirt of my dress I was quickly coming undone. I could feel my pulse spiking and my breaths were starting to come faster. His hand is caressing my thigh and rising higher and higher until he gets close to rubbing me right where I want him, driver be damned. A soft moan slips out of my mouth and Alex leans in close, "If I touch that sweet pussy will I find it wet for me, love?" he rasps in my ear.

Of course, he will and he must know that. He knows exactly what he's doing to me and he's trying to get me all worked up. It's working. Well, two can play this game. So with that thought in mind, I tenderly take his lips in a kiss and then lean in to whisper in his ear while I slide my hand up his thigh to the erection clearly pressing against the zipper of his suit pants. "Well, that depends. Will I find you hard for me, baby?" I ask and then with the lightest touch I graze my nails over the bulge beneath the fabric and pull back biting my lip.

Alex quickly runs his hand the rest of the way up my thigh and slips his fingers under my panties and runs the pads of his fingers through the slickness he finds there and groans. "Fuckin hell, love." Then he starts circling my clit with his wet fingers and I lay my head back against the seat trying not to make any noise for the driver to hear.

After taking a second to gather myself, I run my hand up and down the hard shaft of his cock through his pants and he slouches down more in the seat. I run my hand up to his hard abs and then slip my fingers under the waistband of his slacks and boxer briefs and that's when I feel how hot and hard his cock is. Alex starts moving his fingers faster when I take his throbbing dick into my hand and start working it up and down. He leans over and kisses up my neck and I'm so turned on that I'm nearly ready to ride him right here in the back of this town car.

Luckily, that wasn't necessary because we soon pulled up to the cottage before things progressed much further. We both straightened up in our seats when we felt the car roll to a stop. I'm trying to straighten the skirt of my dress when Alex leans forward and hands the guy some cash and gives him a quick, "Thanks, mate." and slides out of the car and holds his hand out for me to take. I take his hand and get out of the car and we hastily make our way to the front door of the cabin to let ourselves in. Just as I get the door open, Alex is ushering me inside and closes the door only to spin me around and press me up against it. His large hand wraps around the back of my neck and then he's kissing the life out of me. He's dominating this kiss so I try to take back some of the control and kiss him back with all I have. I try to show him how I feel about him in this kiss because I can't tell him in words. This man has woken up something inside of me and I want him to see how turned on he makes me. I'm running my hands up his shoulders and tangling them into the back of his hair and he moans into my mouth. He pulls back and grunts out, "Coraline, take this fucking dress off right this second or I'm going to rip it off you."

I spin quickly in his arms. "Help me with the back?" I ask breathlessly. He pulls at the small tie and starts pushing the straps off my shoulders and the silky material falls from my body and puddles to the floor around my feet. I start to spin back around, but he stops me.

"Keep your hands on the door, love. Don't move them," he says while grabbing my hands from my sides and pulling them up until they are slightly above my head and pressed against the solid wood door. I do exactly as he says with my heart slamming against my ribcage in anticipation of what's to come. I hear the rustle of fabric and then a zipper and the unmistakable sound of his pants and shoes hitting the floor. I want to turn around so badly to see him in all his naked glory but he wants me to keep my hands here so I do. He's directly behind me again when I hear him say, "You have the most gorgeous arse I've ever seen." Then, I feel his calloused hands run up the inside of my thigh and around the underside of the cheek of my ass. His whole hand is then massaging my ass and I push back into his touch. He sticks his fingers under the waistband of my panties and drags them down my legs. "Fuckin hell, love. I'm trying to take my time but you're making it rather difficult," he says and I feel his touch leave my skin. I whimper in protest.