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“Yeah?” He cupped my cock and squeezed. “You like it?”

“Love it.” I thrust up into his hand as best I could at this angle. “So good.”

He put his lips next to my ear. “Lean back and let me take care of you,” he whispered.

His hot breath tickled my sensitive skin as nerves deep in my body flickered to life. My ears had always been an erogenous zone, and Hayden knew exactly how to drive me wild.

I did as he said, loving this change in him.

Hayden slid off my lap and knelt on the seat next to me. Leaning down, he nuzzled my cock with his cheek.

“Shit, baby.” I carded my hand through his soft hair. “You want it?”

“Mmmmhmmm.” He pressed his tongue against my fly. “Pull it out for me.”

Fumbling a bit, I opened my pants and yanked the V of my fly apart. Too impatient to try and wiggle my pants down, I pushed the front of my briefs under my balls, releasing my dick.

It swung up and slapped against Hayden’s cheek.

We both groaned.

Hayden mouthed my shaft, moving up toward my cockhead until he could swallow it.

“Fuck, baby. Yes.” I hissed out a breath.

He moaned around my length.

“More, baby. Take more. That’s it,” I coached, keeping my tone low and raspy the way he liked.

Hayden didn’t need any instruction when it came to pleasuring me, but we both liked the dirty talk, so I didn’t hold back.

“Nice and slow, just like that. Deeper. Take it all.”

He slid down my shaft until I was as far down his throat as I could go.

“Christ,” I bit out when he swallowed around me and did that thing with his tongue I’d never been able to replicate. “Holy fuck.” I locked my thighs so I didn’t thrust up into him.

He pulled off me with a moan, gulped in a deep breath, then swallowed me down, moving exactly the way I liked.

“Yes, Hayden. So good. Just like that. Don’t stop.” Not wanting to risk hurting him, I pulled my hand out of his hair and held the back of his neck.

His groan echoed in the car.

“Yeah, you like that,” I purred. “You like having my dick in your mouth. Like making me feel good.”

He moaned and sucked harder.

“Fuck, baby. You’re so good at that. You’re gonna make me come so hard. Just like that. Don’t stop.”

He sped up, the obscene sounds of the blow job growing in volume.

Fuck, that was hot, hearing everything in the silence while not being able to see more than just his silhouette. Usually, watching was my thing. This was sexy in a different way.

I glanced around the car. We were completely hidden and isolated, but being out in the open like this was only making everything hotter.

“You wanna make me come?”

He made a snuffling sound that meant yes.

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