“How am I supposed to shoot now with my face looking crazy. I can’t believe you did this for me.” I was still in disbelief and really didn’t know what to say. “Like, what is life right now?”
“Life is whatever you want it to be.”
“That simple.”
“Pretty much,” Boston said with so much confidence, I believed him. “Time to go kill this shoot.” Boston popped the trunk, then got out of the car.
I took those few seconds alone to get my head together. Never would I have imagined any of the shit that happened within days. A marriage to my dream shoot.
When Boston got whatever he had to get out of the trunk, he came around and opened the door for me.
“You ready?” Boston asked as he grabbed my hand.
“I am.”
America was one of the nicest photographers I’d had in a while. I thanked her so many times for adjusting her schedule and for giving me the opportunity to shoot with her. I was flabbergasted when she told me it was her who had gotten the best opportunity. She informed me that she’d been wanting to work with me, but she’d been so busy she hadn’t gotten the chance to reach out. She and I talked about my vision for my pics, and she gave me her input. Boston even got in on a few pictures, but nobody but us would see those. Then again, they were so fire, I would post them on my social media once we came out to theworld. I was a thousand percent sure this thing would continue, but I would wait to tell Boston.
“I still can’t believe it.”
Boston and I were in the car headed back to Vegas.
“I’m not fucking around with you, Harvest. Just say the word.”
I bit my lip because I had something on my mind all day from the moment Boston and I had gotten in the car. Then to find out what he had done for me made me want to do it even more.
“Pull your dick out.”
Boston’s head whipped toward me. “What you just say?”
I undid my seat belt and leaned up on my knees. The last picture was of me with my hair up, so I wasn’t worried about it getting in the way.
“I want to show you how thankful I am for what you did.” I reached over and pushed his pants down. He glanced at me as he moved his hips to give me better access. It was dark outside, so I wasn’t worried about anyone seeing us. The windows were tinted pretty dark as well.
My mouth watered when his dick popped out. He was already hard, and just looking at it made me wet.
I gripped it with my hand, then leaned over. I moved my hand to the base, then slowly back up until I glided him into my mouth.
“Shit.” Boston slightly jumped. It was as though my mouth caught him off guard.
“Why is your mouth so fucking wet, Harvest? Is that pussy wet too?”
“Mhm.” I moaned just as I made the head of his dick hit the back of my throat.
He gripped my hair and pushed my head down, making me gag. I reached in between my legs and played with my pussy as I sucked Boston’s dick. It probably wasn’t a good idea to do all thisshit in the middle of the desert, but maybe it was. There was less of a chance of getting caught.
I felt the car slow down, but I didn’t slow down on swallowing Boston. The car had come to a complete stop, and I felt Boston push the seat back. I looked up at him but kept sucking.
His eyes were low when he looked down at me. He bit his bottom lip and gazed at me for a few seconds. “We would have fucked around and ran into a random tree or some shit if I would have kept driving with you sucking my dick like that.” He dropped his head back as his eyes closed, while a low moan rumbled in the back of his throat.
I gagged a few times before Boston came in my mouth.
“Get out and put your hands on the hood of the car,” Boston said when he removed himself from my mouth.
I wasted no time getting out, pushing my shorts down, and bending over. I watched Boston through the windshield as he stroked his beautiful ass dick back to life. Fire flooded my body as I waited for him to get out. I almost came on myself when I saw him rub precum over the head.
Boston smirked, then opened the car door. With his pants partially down and his dick in his hands, he walked over to me, never taking his eyes off me. When he got behind me, he rubbed his hand over my ass cheek, then slid inside of me.
“Oh,” I moaned.
