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"Get in the back, Echo." I growl.
My anger levels have been breached.
He crawls into the middle backseats, almost cutting through my anger because he looks so ridiculous. There's no damn way I'm going to be able to do that though, so I exit the car to enter through the back doors.
Echo lies on the car floor, limbs twisted in a heap.
"Technical difficulties?"
"Just help me up so I can take your dick," he says, reaching his hand up.
When we're both situated on the seat, Echo begins to mouth off again. All I can do is roll my eyes as I pop open the button on my jeans. He's quickly subdued by the sound of my zipper lowering.
I don't waste any time as I pull down my briefs and pants in tandem.
"Do us both a favor, and put your mouth on my cock."
He rolls his eyes but his pretty lips still part as he bends over. My car might be large, but I have a feeling I'll be sore in strange places after whatever we get up to.
I groan when I feel the wet heat around the head of my cock, the sound becoming a hiss when he swirls his tongue. That's nice and all, but I'm not in the mood for that. I put my hand in Echo's hair, and I know he feels my cock throb when the strands make contact. I'm so ridiculously gone for him, even his fucking hair turns me on.
Echo tries to continue his teasing, and as much as I love feeling his tongue ring in my slit, I need more. He makes a muffled noise of surprise when I push his head down, nose to my groin. His body tensed the second I touched him; he knew this was coming, he just didn't know when.
"Maybe now you'll be quiet."
Saliva drools from his mouth as he becomes a willing non-participant. I continue to thrust my hips, scraping against his teeth at moments as he just lets his mouth hang open. When the frustration becomes too much, I lift him up. Covered in spit and precum, my cock looks angry with the delayed gratification.
"Are you gonna suck my cock or not?"
"I was sucking your cock. You decided you wanted to drive, so drive."
"God, you piss me off." I say, unbuckling his belt. When I remove his pants I stop just below his ass, keeping his legs slightly constrained in the tight black jeans.
He shivers when I touch his cock; shiny and wet from his arousal. He's always loved sucking dick. He can pretend all he likes. I still know him.
"What? You dont have anything more to say?"
His response is another whine in his chorus of sounds. "Please please please,"
"Please what?"
"I want you inside me."
I freeze, "You— huh?"
"I need this," he says, jerking my cock, "Inside me. Right now."
"Are you… ready? For that?"
He leans in closer, lips near my ear, "Just because you aren't fucking me doesn't mean no one is."
He just basically told me there's been no one but me— at least recently— but my heart still breaks. He knew the comment would be cutting. I grab his jeans in one hand and slide my other around his back before tugging him into my lap.
"Well unlike you, slut, I don't hookup with strangers, so I don't have any supplies here."
"There's lube in my back pocket."
In an awkward move, I tug his jeans lower, we both have to get in uncomfortable positions to get them around his ankles. I reach into his pocket now that they're free, and retrieve the packet.
