"Mm." She moaned against his lips, playfully squeezing his hips. She shivered at the feel of his hands on her back, moving over the cool skin, until they reached her bra and with experience she was more than positive he had, he unclasped it easily. It fell around her slender shoulders. Briefly, she pulled back, not caring about the not tinted windows or the thought of someone possibly peering in and seeing her topless. She slipped out of her jacket and pulled her shirt, bra twisted inside, over her head and tossed it in the backseat. "That's better," she purred and grabbed a hold of his hands, placing them upon both her breasts. Teasingly, she rolled her hips back against his, creating ever tempting friction.
Her hands slid down his chest, nails scrapping the skin, and she pressed her lips to his mouth before pulling back. "You want to be in control again, don't you? On top of me?" She slid his warm hands down from her breasts along her slender, smooth skin to her hips and then to the place just above the zipper of her jeans. "I can see it. Why don't you? Come on. You know you want to."