Runaway Bride Finale

"Laura." she mumbled as she leaned in, slowly trailing her finger over the impressive and very hard bulge in his jeans, biting her lower lip as sticky wet warmth flooded her thighs, soaking her red satin panties instantly.

"You said you were going to burn this, right?" he asked, his brain on autopilot, his hands and body and pure instinct taking residence.

"Yes." Laura said quietly, gasping as he reached up, and the front of the expensive designer ball gown fell away tattered.

"Oops." he muttered as he leaned in and kissed her, his tongue finding hers, tangling with it as his free hand went to her hair, untangling the half updo it was in.

Laura's fingers went to the buttons on his shirt, undoing them clumsily. "We could get caught, you know." she mumbled, not particularly caring right now, more focused on what was actually happening.

"And?" Dominic muttered as he slid his lips from hers, down her neck with renewed vigor.

"Fuck it." Laura muttered as her hands went to the zipper on his jeans, and hastily unzipped them.

Dominic looked at the skirt and said "That is going to be tricky.. Just give me a second." as he thought about how to get the too full skirt out of the way. He leered as he nodded towards the backseat.

Laura giggled and then pressing her forehead to his muttered, "I like the way you think." She climbed into the backseat, Dominic joining her seconds later.

Upon arrival, he ripped the dress completely off, drove his hard, throbbing cock into her and groaned as her walls closed around him instantly. "Screw might keep you. I am definitely keeping you all to myself." he muttered as he held her gaze, slowly thrusting. "So damn tight. God.. Oh Laura." he muttered as she pulled him in for a kiss and locked her legs around his hips driving him into her as deeply as he could go, groaning and crying out as he sped up and his cock stimulated this spot that she wasn't even aware existed.

Dominic gripped the back of the seat as he drove into her faster and faster, sucking her neck, leaving marks on her as he did.

"Mine." he growled as he added breathlessly, "That other guy has to be fucking insane. A blithering idiot or both."

Laura almost giggled when he said this, but muttered, "Lately he's been a little bit of a dick."

"Well, I'm sure he's sorry now," Dominic muttered as he smiled at her, kissing her full lips, sucking her lower lip as he continued to slam into her, one hand gripping her breast, squeezing and kneading; the other hand steady her hip, to keep her from bucking, making him cum before he was done satisfying her.

" Now I've got you, like this, so it doesn't really matter, does it?" Laura asked, smiling to herself.

"No it doesn't." Dominic muttered, biting his lips as she asked to be on top, flipping them. He watched her from below, his hands on her hips and her ass as he continued to thrust into her as fast as his body would allow him to move without cumming hard inside of her.

This was hot. This was the hottest thing he'd ever done. He'd never forget it anytime soon.

Laura let her hands roam over her body, groaning and moaning, her tongue sliding over her full and glossy red lips as she looked down at him, her engorged sex getting even wetter, tighter.

He couldn't hold off anymore and he growled, "Fuck, I'm about to cum." as his cock began to throb and pulse inside of her, filling her up as her own intense orgasm hit, causing her walls to clamp tightly around him, milk him completely of every last drop.

He pulled her down on top of him and wrapped his arms around her tightly just holding her there a moment before looking up into her eyes as he kissed her.