He touches my cheek where his dick rests against it, tracing the outline of his cock. “Okay there, baby? Can you keep going?”
Hell yes I can. Anything to hear him call me baby again. I push myself to take him deeper, to see if all of him will fit inside my mouth.
“Oh yeah, just like that. Hold me in your throat. So good, Josh.” It’s no baby, but my name does sound pretty incredible falling from his lips. “God, if you keep doing that, I’m gonna blow. Won’t be able to resist.”
Of course that means I must keep going.
“Oh, eager to have me cum? Want it to fill your mouth? Are you gonna swallow down every drop?”
His words make me moan around him. His fingers tighten in my hair.
“God, that feels so good. Okay, I’m not just dirty talking. Iwillspill if you keep that up… Fuck, alright then, I’ll give it to you. Gonna cum in your mouth, Josh.”
I take him as far as I can and use my hand to cover the rest, desperate to push him over the edge.
“Josh, I’m—fuck!” Bane’s hips jerk, and then he’s coming, his cock pulsing against my tongue.
The taste of him is a heady rush that has me swallowing greedily. I’m rewarded with deep, guttural moans that echo through the car.
I don’t stop, not even as his body relaxes and his grip on my hair loosens. I lick him clean, savoring the salty tang of him.
His breaths come in ragged gasps, and a surge of pride fills me. I did this to him. Me, the scrawny wolf from the ‘lesser’ Clover Pack, made the mighty Bane Blackwood fall apart using my mouth.
I sit back, wiping the corner of my mouth with the back of my hand.
That was intense. Guess it’s not surprising—he’s my mate, after all. Of course we’re compatible sexually.
But what now? What if he’s one of those shady guys who will use my mouth but isn’t into reciprocating, not with his hand or his mouth. Do I need to jerk myself off?
The worry only lasts a second.
“Come here, let me jerk you off.” He pulls me up and then I’m sitting on his lap with my back to him as he frees me from my pants and gets his hand around me. “I’ll blow you next time. It’s a real bitch for me to fit in between the seats.”
Next time.He wants more. The relief and his hand working have me going boneless on top of him, completely needy and desperate.
I open my mouth to say something, but it turns into a pure moan ripped right from a porno set. He jerks me off quickly yet expertly, like he’s trying to prove his hand will get the job done just fine.
“Oh, you, uh… Yes...” I try, but it’s hard to form words like he did. Fortunately, he seems to enjoy the breathless sounds he pulls out of me.
“Oh god, can’t last if you keep...”
“Say it,” he demands.
Huh? “Uh, I’m gonna cum?” Is that what he wants me to say?
“No, my name. Say my name.”
“B-Bane,” I voice shakily. “Mmm.Yes, B-B-oh my god, yes... What? Hey, keep going.”
His hand slows down on purpose. He wants to hear it again.
“Bane!”
He resumes his faster pace.
“Bane! Bane!”
His name becomes a mantra on my lips, repeated even when words lose all meaning. I keep saying his name and somehow his hand gets better and better.
