Tempting. But I had a better idea, and not much can top a nap.
“How many minutes is a few?”
“About ten.”
I looked around the parking lot, but there was no one hanging out. A few guys taking a smoke break, but they were all the way near the front doors of the station. I turned back to Jun and smirked. “We’ll even have time to cuddle after.”
“What?”
I pushed the console between us back and scooted close enough to unbuckle Jun’s pants.
“Whoa, Aubrey, are you crazy?” Jun asked, grabbing my hands.
“Are you talking back?” I asked, raising my brows. I leaned over Jun, kissing him. “If you don’t want to,” I whispered, “just say no.” I reached down and cupped him through his jeans.
Jun grabbed my face and held it as he kissed me back hard. “Make it fast,” he murmured against my lips.
My mouth curled into a devious grin. “Considering you’re already hard, I don’t think that’ll be a problem.”
I still hadn’t seen Jun’s cock, and like the classy guy I was, the first time was going to be in a freaking parking lot. I unzipped his jeans and reached in to pull him free.
“Ho, ho, okay,” I said, kind of laughing. “Jesus.”
Jun sort of woke from his trance and looked at me critically. “What?”
“What’s the saying—hung like a horse? What the fuck do you feed this thing?”
No joke. Jun’s dick was huge and gorgeous. Not long, but wide—stuff you like a Christmas goosekind of wide. Forget blowing him, I couldn’t wait to get him in bed and have that beast driving home because it was mocking me as if it were a personal challenge. Like climbing Mount Everest. Only the bravest would ever dare.
I quickly kissed him because I didn’t want Jun thinking the wrong thing. “You’re absolutely beautiful. I mean that. And you know what I’m gonna do now?”
Jun shook his head obediently, despite it not taking too many brain cells to piece together my plans.
“I’m going to cram this entire thing into my mouth.” I kissed him again as he groaned. “Think I can do it?”
“Yes,” Jun breathed. He moved his hand down to stroke himself.
I grabbed him to keep his hand still. “No touching. Keep an eye out. We can’t have anyone seeing me going down on you, now can we?”
He shook his head once more.
I grinned and put my head in his lap, swirling my tongue around the head of his cock. Jun sighed shakily and planted his hand in my hair. This was a jaw ache waiting to happen, but that really turned me on, likewhoa, so without further teasing, I wrapped my lips around the head and went down.
Jun let out the most devastatingly perfect moan that I’d ever heard a man make. It sounded like not only was this the best head he’d ever gotten, but the moment compared to no other in his life. It didn’t matter that we were fresh into this relationship and I’d jumped him in the parking lot of a station full of cops—oh my God, what the hell was wrong with me!—or that it wasn’t terribly romantic. Everything was perfect because it was him and it was me and, after three years of friendship and loss and flirting, here we were.
Finally.
I pulled off with a wet pop and looked at him. “I want you to come in my mouth, got it?”
“Yes, yes,” Jun panted, putting pressure on the back of my head, silently pleading for me to get back to business.
I couldn’t resist twisting him up just a bit more, though. I put my index finger on his lips, nudging the tip into his mouth, where it met his hot tongue. “Show me what you want me to do to you.”
Jun sucked hard in response, all the way down my finger. He slid his tongue up the pad like it really was a cockhead, and left little nibbles as I slowly pulled it free from his mouth. He was breathless and leaned forward to nab it between his lips again, but I didn’t let him.
“Such a good boy,” I whispered.
I went back down on him, working my way to the root. I closed my eyes when I finally managed to take all of his cock down my throat and his trimmed hair pressed against my nose. Jun cried out, his thighs shaking as he resisted slamming up and fucking my face until I lost consciousness. I grabbed on to his hips tight and started moving my head up and down. I sucked hard and fast because we were playing with fire, so the sweet nothings would have to wait until tonight.
