"Alright Tracy. I trust you," Mr. Hayes said softly. He closed his eyes for moment, concentrating on his breathing. He took a deep breath in and unclenched his fists. "I love you."
Tracy took a tight turn, speeding up as she exited and headed into another. She smiled. Three little words weren't going to make her go easy on him.
She felt him put a hand on her leg and she looked down. His hand lay gently on her thigh, relaxed and comfortable. Tracy looked over at Mr. Hayes and he smiled at her. There was just a hint of tension in his shoulders, but his face was serene as he gazed at her.
"I trust you Tracy," he whispered, his lips curving into a smile. His eyes stayed on her face, his body relaxing into the seat. Tracy smiled and sped up. She hugged a corner, pushing the little sports car to its limits in the high altitude. His hand rested gently on her lap, never squeezing or flinching despite the twists and turns. Every time she looked over at him, he simply sat looking at her with absolute trust in his eyes.
By the time they reached the top of the mountain, Tracy knew without a doubt that Mr Hayes trusted her implicitly. She slowed the car into the scenic overlook at the top of the mountain and turned to face him. The view was spectacular; the mountains peeked their heads out of the clouds like sleepy giants. He smiled at her, his eyes dancing with excitement.
"You do trust me," she said, putting her hand on his.
"Forevermore. I am so sorry I didn't believe you at first. I promise to always believe you from now on," he promised earnestly.
Tracy leaned over and kissed him softly. His lips pressed against hers, starting sweet but quickly growing stronger. Mr. Hayes reached up and pulled her in for another kiss, exploring her mouth with his tongue. She darted her tongue out to meet his, beckoning him in for more.
"We should move to the backseat," he said with a glint in his eye. Tracy grinned back at him and quickly undid her seat belt and slid into the back seat. The leather was cool against her skin, the long satin dress sliding easily against the seat. Mr. Hayes was beside her in a moment, ready to kiss her again.
She reached up and pulled at his bow-tie, watching it disintegrate in her fingers before undoing the top button of his shirt. He quickly shrugged out of his jacket, tossing it carelessly on the car floor. Mr. Hayes reached with both hands and cupped Tracy’s face in his fingers, drawing her in for yet another heavenly kiss, his tongue slipping between her lips. She fumbled frantically with the buttons of his dress shirt, opening them up to her as quickly as possible.
Tracy ran her fingers along his open skin, electricity passing between them like lightning. The hard muscles of his chest and abs radiated heat, calling her to touch him. He kissed down her neck, biting her collarbone gently as he pushed a strap of the satin gown off her shoulder. She shivered with anticipation as he kissed her shoulder. Mr. Hayes chuckled softly and bit down, spiking just enough pain to cause pleasure.
Tracy pulled at his shirt, and he sat back long enough to remove it. She bit her lip as she looked him up and down, enjoying his physique. She loved the way his muscles moved under his skin, beckoning her to touch him. He kissed her again, a short but passionate kiss, before moving to her shoulder again. She reached behind her, gently tugging on the zipper running down her back.
The dress opened easily, and he wasted no time pulling it off her shoulders and down to her waist. He sucked his breath in appreciatively as he looked her over, moving his hand to caress the tops of her br**sts. Her sweetly curved mounds moved gently up and down as she breathed, the pretty lacy bra she was wearing barely containing them. She loved the way the bra pushed her small br**sts into something worth drooling over.
Mr. Hayes licked his lips and kissed each breast, his hands slowly circling around to unlatch the clasps holding the captive. It only took a moment before he released the tender flesh. His hands were instantly upon her, caressing and cupping each breast like a precious jewel. He rubbed his thumbs against her ni**les, turning them into tight pink buds of pleasure. Tracy moaned softly and he leaned over to take one in his mouth. He ran his tongue along her skin, tasting her.
"I want to please you ," he whispered.
"Then do it. Show me what you can do," Tracy whispered back.
With gentle hands, Mr. Hayes worked the dress down her hips. Tracy arched and moved her body to slither out of the beautiful dress. She let it fall to the floor as she stretched out across the back seat of the car. He touched her softly all over her legs. His fingers worked their way up to her underwear, pulling them down to her feet. She lay before him, exposed.
He worked his tongue up her legs, all the way to her opening. She sighed as pleasure washed over her. He started to move his tongue against her cl*t in a new way, an undulating wave, almost as if a snake were darting its tongue in and out of its mouth. It was amazing, and she soon felt like she was rising. She felt like he was driving the car up the mountain pass, and she was along for the ride. All the twists and turns just served to excite her, and within moments, she found herself tensing up like she had made him.
"Relax," he said. She smiled down at him, letting her muscles go slack. He kept the same rhythm and intensity, and again she was climbing the mountain pass. Just when she started to tense up again, she forced herself to relax, trusting him the same way that he trusted her. He stuck a finger inside of her, then two, continuing to lick. The two fingers curled up, touching the top of her vaginal canal. The feeling was amazing.
"Stop, stop, it's too intense," she said, trying to push him away.
"Trust me, this will feel fantastic," he said. She began to moan, leaning back and wrapping her hands around the handle of the door. She felt herself climbing to the peak of her orgasmic mountain, and the car wasn't about to stop. She practically screamed as she felt a rush of fluid escape her body, as her body spasmed and her pu**y contracted on Mr. Hayes' fingers. She trusted him completely as she careened off the edge of the Earth. Her orgasm rocked her completely, sending her into space. She saw stars.
Mr. Hayes was apparently turned on by all this. He wasted no time getting his pants off and positioning himself on top of her. "Yes, f**k me," she said breathlessly, coming down from her orgasm. He entered her quickly, his lust overcoming any chance of taking this slow.
She dug her fingernails into his back as he thrust deep inside of her, his need taking over. Her fingers ran up his back to his hair, pulling him into her shoulder. He bit down as his muscular h*ps continued to pound into her, and she got the perfect view of his ass gyrating against her. She moaned at the sight, it was so hot.