She likes it ROUGH!

As soon as you said 'Agreed' it is as if a switch goes off in the gorgeous blonde. Once the blazer was off her controlled classy demeanor was replaced by that of a carnal animal in heat. Tossing her glasses across the cabin Emily practically pounces on you, like a hungry cat on an unsuspecting mouse. Taken off guard you shift back only to be cornered against the side door. You weren't prepared for the intensity of her advances. Pressing against you she plants you in place with a hard deep kiss. As she does so you feel her frantically loosening your tie. She whips it off of you, tossing it to the floor. She sits up on her knees beside you looking down at you with wild wanton eyes. Grabbing your shirt, your best shirt, she rips it open with surprising strength. You hear tearing as buttons fly. Reaching in to your bare chest she pinches your nipples, hard! 'Holy shit!' You think. 'I gotta pick up my game, this woman is off the chain!'

You reach up and cup her breasts, feeling the soft globes through the stiff fabric of her collared shirt. She grabs your hands with hers and squeezes hard, you feel her soft flesh give beneath her shirt and bra. She locks your gaze, she is letting you know how she wants it.

"Come on John! I've waited too long for this. Take me!" You realize that for her you are playing a role in a long held fantasy. She's probably dreamed of how it would go with John since high school and now it was your job to live up to it. She wanted it rough, she wanted it nasty, and she wanted it now!

You sit up and push her back to her side of the seat. She resists you but you overpower her and send her back. Wild desire flashes through her untamed eyes. "Yes!" She snarls, spreading her legs so that you can see her lacey black panties beneath.

You take a breath to ready yourself. You'd never been with a woman like this before. Generally your lovemaking was gentle and romantic, with just a dash of kink thrown in. This vixen was challenging you to push your limits. "Don't stop!" She demands.

With that you are on her. Grabbing the front collar of her shirt pull hard a few buttons fly off. The second to last button doesn't give, instead tearing the fabric a bit. You literally tear the blouse open exposing her milky white stomach. Wrestling with her a bit you **** the shirt off all together. From there you commence to strip her. Pinning her down and snapping the clasp of her bra. Ripping her skirt down. Tearing her panties off with one hand while holding her against the side with the other. It is a strange dance you find yourself in. She resists you at every step but never enough to actually stop you. Occasionally she tests your power, always trying to encourage you to go harder and to go stronger. She wanted to feel your strength.

There was no doubt, she wanted you to take her. To have your way with her so that she couldn't stop you even if she tried. For just a moment you notice that you are still driving around the city. You see regular traffic and people going about their business on the streets around you. You worry for a second about the driver, but surely he would have said something by now if he hadn't figured out what was really going on. The dark glass separating the cab from the driver was opaque. He probably couldn't see what was going on back here, if he could he was getting one hell of a show.

You feel Emily wrench open your belt, then open your pants. Impatient as always, if you weren't going to keep things moving she was going to grab the reins. Grabbing her wrists you push her back toward the seat. This time is different though. Her eyes are locked on yours as she pushes back with all her strength. Her well toned arms, shoulders, and pecs flex; her soft cushiony breasts quiver with the effort. Her jaw is clenched and she is absolutely quiet as she heaves with all her might against you. Her piercing blue eyes drill into yours. This is a direct challenge to you; an invitation for you to take her, but only if you can. You had the impression that if you failed here her fantasy would never really come true.

You rise above her and equal her efforts. You are momentarily locked in a stalemate. You wait just long enough to see frustration and disappointment start to enter her determined expression. Sensing you are failing she redoubles her efforts to push back. Then, with clear and calm intensity, you lean forward and really press down. Despite her herculean effort you slowly pin her wrists to her shoulders and her shoulders against the seat in turn. The control, smoothness and deliberateness of your motion leaving no doubt that you did this with ease. She finally feels your true strength and realizes she could do nothing to stop it. She shudders beneath you though her eyes are narrowed in a bestial furor, teeth still clenched and bared she hisses, "Yes!"