She stumbled into the ladies' bathroom at the restaurant, giggling to herself as she dragged her man into the bathroom behind her by his hand. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her lips against his. Her hands slowly slid down the sides of his torso and reached the waist of his suit trousers. She began to breathe intensely whilst kissing him.
"You taste like red wine," he chuckled as he cupped her chin and kissed her deeply. She let a moan escape from her mouth as she kissed him back, feeling her clit begin to swell as his hand slid down her back towards her pert arse. She froze. She took two steps away from him and bit her lip, smiling.
"Not here. We can't fuck here. Let's wait until we get home," she said softly. Her chest rose and fell as she continued to breathe heavily, which only emphasised her perfect breasts.
"Oh, come on Holly," he said whilst he began to approach her. "You can't get me all worked up like this and then refuse to have sex with me." She looked down to where he was gesturing and saw his trousers tightened around his erection. She moaned again with delight, unable to conceal her excitement.
He grabbed her by the hips and pushed her against the wall. Kissing her aggressively, he slid his fingers into her hair and tugged on her luscious brunette locks to draw her closer to him. She was pushed right up against him and could feel his hard-on pressed against her leg.
"Oh wow, you're so hard," she gasped as the words escaped her lips.
"You've only got your legs to blame. You look so sexy in that dress," he said, still kissing her hard on the mouth. His hand slid up her leg and on to the inside of her thigh. "You can't expect to be able to walk around with your legs on show like that... In such a tight dress too... I mean, look at you – every guy in this restaurant wanted to fuck you the minute you walked in..." His hand reached her panties, which were already soaking through. "But none of them can fuck you," he began to gently circle her clit through her panties. "Because I'm going to fuck you."
Upon hearing these words, she let out an unthinking moan and launched herself upon him. She pushed him on to the floor so that he was lying on his back and began to straddle him. She started kissing his neck passionately – feeling his stubble against her lips and rubbing against her tongue – and he began to let out a low moan with each of his breaths. He clutched her arse and pushed her up against his hard cock. She removed his tie and threw it haphazardly to the floor, and then began unbuttoning his shirt. Frustrated with the buttons, she ripped his shirt so that the remaining buttons catapulted into separate corners of the bathroom. She kissed his toned chest and stomach, her hands sliding all over his torso hungrily.
"You know, sometimes I forget that I'm so much stronger than you," he murmured seductively as he half-smiled. He put one hand on her hip and the other behind her head; he flipped them over so that she was lying on her back and he was crouched over her, his hard dick just inches away from her soaking pussy. "I wouldn't want you thinking that you have control now, would I?" he chuckled.
He took hold of her wrists and held them above her head with one hand, using the other hand to slide up her bare leg and tease her more. She began to grind against him in attempt to beckon him to fuck her, but he just laughed. He bit her earlobe before moving down to her neck, which he kissed keenly. Still holding her wrists above her head, he moved down to her chest, kissing it ferociously. He used his teeth to pull down her satin dress until her bare breasts were on display. He kissed and licked her hard nipples, occasionally biting them, and caressed her breasts with his free hand. She continued to thrust towards him desperately.
"You want more, Holly?"
