My hand works the base of him as I move along his shaft.
His grunts fuel me. Lowering my mouth and taking him all the way in, and once again pushing him down the back of my throat.
The truck slows to a stop once more.
I groan out as his hand comes up, pushing against my head, wanting me to stay just as I am with his cock choking me.
“Uh,” I can hear him hesitate for a second before he starts. “I know I said I wouldn’t do this again, but I just feel like I have to tell you that your brother is right next to us.”
“Hmm?” is the only noise I can get out around his cock.
“What?” Eli calls out as I hear the window roll down.
“What are you doing all the way out here?”
I feel the sly smirk come across my face, knowing the height of the truck compared to Z’s bike and how he can’t see inside. I continue to work him into my mouth.
“Had a date.” Eli tells him, his hand coming to my neck, trying to tell me to stop.
I push harder against him as I continue to bring him closer to his breaking point. Feeling his legs stiffen underneath my hand, I try not to laugh.
I can hear Z laughing loudly. “Didn’t go well?”
“Quite the opposite… On my way to her place now.” He doesn’t show any emotion, most likely because he knows if he does, he’lllose any sort of control he has trying to conceal this.
“I won’t hold you up.” Z laughs, and I can hear the bike revving, the window rolling up, and the truck moves from what I assume is another light.
“You’re so much fucking trouble.” Eli tells me bobbing my head along his shaft, he lets out a dark chuckle as I feel him yank the truck and roll to a stop.
Hearing the shifter push hard up, Eli’s hands come to my head as he thrusts up into my mouth.
An involuntary gag comes out as he holds my head in position.
“You think that’s funny?”
“Mmhm.” I mumble as best as I can with his dick down my throat.
A second gag comes out, making him laugh this time. “Oh, is it too much?”
Shaking my head as much as possible.
Wrapping his hand in my hair, he pulls me off his cock and forces me up to look at him.
“Good.” His face changes as our eyes lock. “Come here.” He pauses for a moment as he looks down. “God, I wanna fuck you right here.”
“Then why don’t you?”
“Because I’ve been watching you in that dress all night, and once I start, I won’t stop until we both pass out.”
* * *
Pulling into the driveway, I realize I’d zoned out.
“I thought we were going back to my place?” I ask him as I laugh.
“We are.”
I’m not sure what to ask next, and know the confused look on my face says it all.
