Pinned

bodies entangled, her arms pined against her pinning her against him, she can feel his cock through his shorts and how it pokes at her through the cloth. the more she struggles the tighter he holds the harder he gets and she finds that she is getting wetter by the moment. Remy awakes from the same dream she has had for the last week this time so near orgasm so could nearly feel it. She had been taunting one of her co workers when he had grabbed her and used maneuvers that they had learned against her. She was defenseless except for the aching in her loins and knowing exactly how to get what she wanted. At the time she couldnt do a damn thing as there was too many eyes on what was happening, but had it been in a less crowded space she would have grinded back against him making him hard, making him moan in her ear like all the others have. she lays back in bed and thinks about the situation over again, how gently he had grabbed her wrists, it didnt go unnoticed how he barely brushed her breasts with his hands as he pulled her arms tight. She wanted that moment back. She loved being held tight and fucked hard. her hand slides down between her legs to her already wet pussy, wanting to retain the orgasm that was so close to the surface.
As she replays the event over again she grinds against him making his cock hard as a rock against her back. She aches to have him inside her. His head drops to the top of her head and she can hear a faint "oh god" escape his lips. she knew then she had him. it was just a matter of time. she wanted to reach around and stroke that cock and slide it deep inside her but it never happened. in her fantasy it does over and over again. she cant get it out of her head. him taking her from  behind hard. His strength keeping her in place while he fucks her hard, her body begins to tremble.
as  she thinks about it, she strokes her throbbing clit making her body tremble, with her eyes closed replaying what she wish had happened she can imagine what it would feel like to have him fill her and swell with his own orgasm. She rubs her clit harder and faster and cums right along with him in her thoughts. she imagines, or wishes, he would bite into her shoulder just as he was about to orgasm to keep him from yelling out making her cum hard yelling out in her own room alone with just her thoughts.
She knew a line had been crossed from the moment he grabbed her and had her pinned against his hard body, she didnt care anymore. she wanted him in every way, to actually feel his cock inside her, to taste his cock on her lips... Patience would have to win out or she will lose her opportunity. till then her thoughts will keep her busy.