Wrapping Up(26)

I smacked his arm. "Eww, shut up!"

He leaned over my seat and got close to my face. "It's true. You are the most beautiful woman on the planet. If they didn't then they were blind. If I were them I would beat off to you once an hour."

I kept looking at him, but squinted my face up. "Is this meant to be romantic?"

"It was, up until you messed it all up." He ran his fingers over my lips. "I'll forgive you if you lean over here and kiss me like you did that night." My husband was staring at my mouth.

To be honest, I was sure he was already getting hard thinking about that night. It was so intense and I had wanted him for so long.

He got closer to me so that I could feel his lips almost touching mine. "If I kiss you like that night, we aren't going to be drivin' anywhere for a while."

"I'm okay with that." I nuzzled my lips over his.

The moment his tongue drug over my bottom lip, I was done for. His penis was probably in his pants yelling, 'twice in one day, twice in one day', while I leaned over more to grab his hair and pull him deeper into our kiss. I knew he was going back to that night and thinking about holding me at that party and the body language that I was giving off. I thought about him finally getting me home and ripping off all of that plastic, to finally see me naked for the first time. I didn’t just want him that night, I needed him.

Our tongues mingled together as he brought his hand down and ran it between my folded legs. With one slip, I spread them for him to explore. He rubbed my sex from above my jeans and I pushed my body against his hand. It was broad daylight and we were making out in the family car, on an old farm road.

It was kind of hot.

He pulled away and started kissing my neck. "Don't stop Ty."

He started unbuttoning my jeans. "I'm just getting started, Baby."

Things were becoming intense and the windows to the car were rapidly fogging up. Ty wasted no time getting his hand down my pants. He started moving it over my panties, causing just enough friction to make me ready and willing.

Ty's hot lips brushed over my ear. "Take off your pants and climb over here."

I wasn't going to argue, so I let myself slide back into my seat and started removing my jeans as I watched Ty unfastening his belt and opening up his own pants. Once I saw how hard he was, the tingling between my legs intensified. I started climbing over to straddle his seat and I felt the electronic mechanism adjusting the seat to allow me to fit between Ty and the steering wheel.

A car passed just as I sat down on my husband's erection, letting it slid into my wet heat. I leaned back against the steering wheel allowing him enough room to reach a hand up my shirt and play with my breasts.

"I feel like a teenager."

Ty reached both hands up my shirt and pinched both of my nipples at the same time. He groaned and licked his lips. "I can assure you this is way better than any kind of teenage experience I ever had. This pussy is all mine."

I leaned forward and pressed my lips over his, pulling away slowly. "Say it again, Babe."

Ty's hands traveled down either side of me until he had a handle on both of my ass cheeks. He squeezed them and began grinding me into him harder. I lifted my hands up and used the ceiling to push off of. "You're all mine, Baby. Don't stop!"

I teased his mouth until he gave me his tongue and let me suck it hard. I ran my hands up his shirt and drug my nails down his chest. "You like that, don't you?"

He closed his eyes for a second before giving me that look I knew so well. He was close, and just knowing it, sent me into a frenzy. I reached for the ceiling again, pushing myself into my orgasm more. Ty gripped my ass hard and thrusted several more times before finally relaxing his body completely.

I leaned back on the steering wheel and we both broke into a laughing fit. We'd made it about fifteen minutes from the house and already stopped to have hot sex in our car. I started to slide back over to my side of the car when Ty let out a startled sound. I immediately turned to see what he was looking at. He had cleared a circle on the fogged up driver’s side window to reveal a police officer standing outside the car. Ty looked down at his pants and started fastening them as fast as he could before pushing the button for the window to go down.

"Hello officer!"

I kept my head down and stared at my shaking hands.

"License and registration please." I looked over toward the officer and noticed he was checking out the back of the car, paying close attention to the two cars seats. He looked from the back then toward the front of the car. "Might I ask why you are pulled over?"

I wanted him to make something up, perhaps tell the officer I was sick, but that wasn't how my husband did things.