She tries and Fails

She lunges forward, her hand snapping out only to stop an inch from the stone. You feel yourself tense up. Your heart beats quickly as you watch her. Her fingers clench and unclench. She's staring hard at the stone, her face twisted in exertion. She bites down on her lower lip and her arm begins to shake. She starts to breathe hard and her face starts turning red. Finally, with a resigned sigh She lowers her arm. You feel yourself begin to relax as she looks at you miserably.

"I... I can't get it," she finally says. "I just can't touch it. I can't stop this," Her eyes lower. "I can't stop you."

You find the defeat and acceptance in her voice a huge turn on and feel the life creeping back into your dick. She feels it too and looks at you.

“Please not again,” she says even if she begins to grind her hips on you.

You don't respond. Instead, you slide one hand up her flat stomach and begin to gently pinch one of her nipples. She lets out a moan and arches her back as you slide your other hand into her long dark hair and pull her towards you.

"Please", she moans before you lock your lips onto hers and slide your tongue into her mouth.

You feel the last of her resistance melt away as she braces her arms against the back of your seat and begins to bounce on your cock.

Although a part of you wants to just sit back and enjoy the ride, another part is a little upset with her for almost giving you a heart attack by trying to grab the stone. You wonder if maybe you should teach her a lesson.