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Once Bobby exits the town proper and starts onto gravel roads instead of tar, I turn toward him with a smile I can’t tone down. He looks at me with his own grin. “What?”
“Nothing.” I lower my seatbelt so the shoulder strap sits below my arm, lean toward him, and press soft kisses to his stubbled cheek. I work my way to his neck, and his smile at the kiss turns to a moan when I start nibbling. His hands tighten on the wheel as we turn an easy bend, and he groans as I run my hand over his belt buckle. I run my fingers along his strong thighs, then stop at the belt, and flip it open.
“Babe?” His voice cracks and the car slows.
“Don’t stop driving. Keep going.”
“Oh, God.” He groans, but the car starts moving faster again.
I undo the button of his jeans and slowly, torturously, drag the zipper down. “Lift.” I tap his thigh, because I can’t lift him myself. His hips pop up so eagerly, I giggle and fight with his jeans, and as soon as I get them down enough to comfortably pull him out, the giggles stop and we groan when my bare hand wraps around his hard length.
I look into his eyes and slide my hand along his shaft until the head is exposed. Letting out a hiss, his eyes roll back and a bead of liquid sits on the tip of his dick. “Open your eyes, babe. Drive. Don’t let us crash.”
He whimpers and tightens his hands on the steering wheel, but as that bead of liquid starts to roll to the side to escape, I duck my head low and lap it up.
“Oh God!” His cry comes out on a roar and his hips jut to fill my mouth. I can count on one hand the amount of times I’ve ever done this for a man, but what I lack in experience, I make up in enthusiasm.
Holding him tight in my left hand, I take him in my mouth and tighten my lips around the head. He cries out with pleasure at just the feel of my lips, but as soon as my tongue swirls around the tip, the car speeds up until we come to a skidding stop a minute later.
Slamming on the hand brake and throwing his head back against the seat rest, he swears at God and threads his fingers through my hair. “Go,” he growls. “I’m begging you, please don’t stop now.”
I slide my lips along his shaft to the very tip, then moving back down, I go until I want to gag. His fingers are punishingly tight in my hair, but that only sends sparks of need to my core. I rub my thighs together and continue to slide my mouth along his solid length. His body is tense, his thighs rock hard in an attempt to not jut up beneath me so he doesn’t make me choke, but his slippery hold on control breaks every minute or so, and when he slams up inside me, I swallow him down until he whimpers.
It doesn’t take more than a couple minutes before his hip thrusting is out of his control – he’s basically fucking my mouth – and on a loud curse, he lifts my head and pushes my shoulders back, then hurriedly unsnaps my seatbelt and drags me into his lap.
In less than three seconds, he has my shorts undone and pulled down and his seat pushed back, before he lifts and impales me until we both cry out with pleasure. We sit in the silence and breathe for a minute, but his twitching cock inside sends me moving before long. I use the door frame and his shoulder as hand holds, then slide up to the tip, and drop back down on a choked cry. I duck my head low to not bump it on the ceiling, and his strong hands grip my hips and lift me like I weigh nothing.
I lean forward and take his mouth with mine. Tongues and teeth, we’re at war, but we’ll both win.
“Fuck, Kit.” His lips break away from mine on a gasp, and growling, his hand digs down between us until his fingers circle my clit and send me bucking.
He leans forward and bites down on my bra covered nipple. “Bobby. I’m going to go. Ohhh Bobby…” I whimper, then a strangled cry of release struggles past my breathlessness when he bites down on my nipple and sends me over the edge. An orgasm rips through my body as his arms crush our chests together. His hips jerk violently upwards, and his hands control my body, slamming me down until he stills.
Panting and floating on a wave of pleasure, I wind my fingers through his hair and lay heavily against his chest. We both work to catch our breath in the small space of the closed in car. “Could you be any more awesome?” he asks breathlessly. “Youwin a fight, andIget a blowjob. Jesus baby, I hit the jackpot with you.”
I press a smiling kiss to his chest. “Mmm, that was fun, huh?”
He laughs and feathers kisses along my forehead. “Fun? Yeah it was fun. My balls are weeping with joy at howfunthat was.”
Remembering where we are, I shoot up with wide eyes and look around us. We’re on a deserted dirt road with trees lining both sides and shading us in. “Don’t worry,” he presses a kiss to my brow, “no one’s around. I’d never let anyone see you like that.”
Comforted, I lay my head down and breathe his musky scent. Disappointed we still have shirts on, I wind my hand under his and press my palm to his belly.
I want skin to skin. I want to go home and lay in bed for days.
But of course, we can’t.
He taps my thigh to get off. “But we should go. There’s no one around right now, but people live along this road. Someone will drive along eventually, and I don’t intend to have some nosy cop tap on my window while my cock is still inside you.”
Nodding in reluctant agreement, I lean in and press my lips to his. His dick swells within me as soon as our tongues meet, and his strong hands squeeze me deliciously tight.
“You’re killing me,” he groans. Knowing I won’t move on my own, he physically lifts me up and drops me back in my seat. Fixing my shorts, I watch him pull his pants up and refasten the button. “Speaking of,” he glances over as he switches on the ignition, “I’m never letting you fight again. I almost died a hundred times today. I swear, I aged at least thirty years watching that shit. Never again, baby.”
He’s smiling, but he’s not lying either.
Looking back at the road, he pulls out and does a U-turn, and we head back to town.
I fix my seatbelt and lean against the door to watch him drive. “I love how worried you are for me, but I’m gonna fight again.” His brows furrow as he concentrates on the road. “Seriously, I’m sorry babe, but that shit was fun. And let’s not forget this wasyouridea. I said no a million times.”
