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"No condom?"
He bites his lip, gaze wandering, "Not necessary."
"Are you sure you're okay with me not using one?"
He looks into my eyes, forest green touching my soul, "It's okay." He nods.
I stretch him and feel beads of sweat slide down my face as I try to hold it together. I'm grateful for tinted windows, but I wish we weren't in public, so I could roll them down.
We've obviously had sex before, but this moment feels monumental. We haven't gone without protection since our first relationship. He's provided every condom since the first time at the club.
We're both still basically fully clothed and it feels about a thousand degrees. Echo must be fed up, because he pushes my hand away before twisting around to start the car and turn on the AC. I have to help him up, and I almost wonder if we should just give up on this car sex idea, but I'm too turned on, and if I don't come soon I think I might combust.
I'm sure Echo feels the same, his hard dick stands proudly, gushing with precum. The way he leaks fascinates me; a lot of precum for me is just the beginning for him.
"Fuck me. Now." he softens, hand gliding to my cheek, "You want to be a good boy don't you? You wanna be good for Daddy?"
He holds my cock as he guides it to his hole, and I can only stare up at him in awe. He's a fucking sight. I love how easily we switch between roles when he allows it to happen.
I nod and help him push me inside, grinding my teeth when my lube slicked cock breaches his hole.
"Fuck."
His tight heat surrounds me as he lowers himself, pulling every inch deeper and deeper. He rides me slowly, setting the pace. Reminding me that he's in charge.
After what feels like an eternity of him slowly fucking my cock, I grab his hips and thrust up. He gasps, hands scrambling for purchase before landing on my shoulders.
"Unh- fuck." Echo grunts.
His gasps and sighs spur me on. I feel the familiar pressure of release building in my gut. I'm not lasting much longer.
"Touch yourself."
He shakes his head, but he doesn't speak.
"What do you need? I need you to come for me good boy, I wanna watch your pretty face when you do."
Echo tenses before spilling over, ruining my much-too expensive T-shirt. It's the last thing I need to set me off. I come inside, him holding tightly onto his shaking frame.
When we're both breathing properly he lifts his head from my chest.
"I should call Nathan." he says.
Callum
Ishould feel bad for what I'm about to do. Being ambushed with a date is never fun, but I don't think Echo would go on one with me otherwise. Not even just because I think he won't want to, but because I think he'd be too stubborn to agree even if he did.
I can't very well be swoony and romantic if he doesn't let me. That feels just as important as proving I'm trustworthy. Showing him that I desire him. In all ways.
I made all his favorites, including a Russian dessert called kartoshka. Luckily, the recipe is quite simple. Having Scout's support is truly a godsend.
I just hope Echo isn't upset. It feels like there's been a shift since I had to go save him from that guy. I'm just hoping it's a good one. After the way he left I was worried, but we still shared something meaningful in the car.
I'm just finished with plating when Echo lets himself in. It doesn't escape my notice that this is the first time he's used his key in years. I want to ask why today? What changed?
But I don't want to ruin it; I just hold the warmth that the fact gives me close.
I can hear him walking toward the dining room as I set the table. Perfect timing.
