“I’m sure you are. You work more than anyone I’ve ever met. Doesn’t mean you aren’t happy to see me, though. So, you gonna take me home?” I cock my head, waiting for his answer.
“What’s wrong with your place?” He holds his ground, fighting a smile.
I hate that I haven’t touched him yet, but love the challenge he’s giving me. “It’s parked in Utah. I rode here when we finished filming.”
“You rode here on that?” He points to my Harley, eyes growing wide.
“It’s faster than towing a big ass trailer. So?” I lift my brows.
“So, what?” He gnaws on his lip, and my cock twitches in my pants.
I lunge for him, snatching his wrist and pulling him tight to my chest as I wrap an arm around his waist. “So, if you don’t want the whole town to see me pin you up against the building, we better get a move on.”
He gives me a half-hearted shove. “Such a pig,” he mutters.
“Only cause it makes you hard,” I whisper next to his ear before I kiss it. “Get on.”
Thank God the ride is only a few blocks, because that’s the furthest I can go with Lennon’s hand rubbing over my dick from his seat behind me.I can’t believe he actually remembered that little fantasy of mine.It makes getting off the bike a challenge, but once I’m standing I’m so hot I can’t get through the front door fast enough.
The moment we’re inside the house I push him against the wall, face first, lifting his arms above his head so he can brace himself.
“Remember the first time I fucked you?” I growl as I lift the skirt and skim my hand up the back of his thigh, tugging his briefs off my prize. “I had you pinned against the wall like this. We discovered how much you like it when I slap your ass.”
He moans when my hand makes contact with a smack, rocking his hips back into my palm when I rub out the sting.
“I do love it,” he pants.
“I know.” I kiss along his neck and hit him again, and again he lets out a chorus of whimpers and moans.
“Damn that’s a beautiful sound. I played it over and over again in my head when I went to bed each night.”
“Did you touch yourself?” he asks breathlessly.
“Hell, yes I did. I wrapped those lace briefs around my cock and imagined it was you sliding over me.” Undoing my pants with my free hand, I pull my dick out and nestle it between his cheeks. I let it restthere while I fish a packet of lube from my pocket, coating both my shaft and his hole when I slather it on.
“That turned you on? Rubbing my underwear on your cock?” He leans his head back against my shoulder as my fingers work him open with as much haste as I can use without hurting him.
“Fuck yeah, it did.” I line up and push inside, the overwhelming pressure and heat so intense I have to retreat almost immediately lest I lose myself completely. After a few stilted breaths I find the strength to thrust forward again, falling into a leisurely rhythm that keeps us both on the edge without tipping over. “Your sexy briefs feel much so much better than my own hand. It wasn’t the same as feeling your ass clenching my dick. Nothing compares to–shit!” I pull out and step away from him, chest heaving as I stare at my bare shaft in horror.
“What?” He spins to face me, a startled look on his face.
“Condom,” I choke.
My cock bobs in the air as I tug at the pants hanging loosely on my hips, searching for the tiny foil packet and coming up empty.Fuck!I must have only grabbed the lube by mistake.
“Are you clean?” Lennon’s chest rises and falls erratically as he watches me fumble.
“Yeah. I’ve never fucked anyone bare.”
“Me, either.” He licks over that plump bottom lip, looking at me like I’m his next meal.That is so damn hot!
“You want me to…” My dick jerks with desire.
“You said nothing feels like it, right?” The corner of his mouth ticks up.
“Yeah.” I return his sly grin.
“What are you waiting for?”
