Page 2 of Call Me Sir

Danny yanks my hair back and continues to kiss my neck, one hand reaching over to firmly grip my hard dick.

“S-stop!”

Immediately he stops and throws himself back into his seat. “What the hell?!”

I try to straighten myself out and hope there aren’t any hickeys on my neck.

“What’s your problem? I’m here to fuck you when I could be at home sleeping.”

Danny works nights and while we’re definitely not a couple, I’m grateful he makes the time to see me.

“Sorry, it’s just my boss is right there watching us.”

Danny’s annoyance diminishes quickly, replaced by pleasure.

“Ah, a voyeur huh?”

“Can we please move? I can’t face him if he watches me blow you.”

Danny tightens his grip on the wheel and puts it in drive. “Happy to oblige.”

And I know he is because his semi grows and it gets my mouth watering and I’m instantly hard again.

The car is moving but my eyes aren’t on the road. I lean over and start unzipping his pants, my mouth ready to work as I eye his enormous bulge in his black boxer briefs.

Pulling behind a nearby gas station, he helps me shimmy down his pants all the way and he throws his head back as I tear his dick free from his underwear and swallow him.

“Ohhhh, damn. I’m sorry for yelling.” He runs a big paw across my head, scratching behind my ears, then massaging my shoulders as I give a nice long pull to his dick. “Mm mm, yeah.”

I want to do some sexy talk but I’m enjoying the feeling of his dick tickling the back of my throat.

“Fuuuuuuck, I needed this. Needed you…”

He gets so chatty when he’s getting taken care of.

“You gonna hop on over here?”

My ass automatically perks at the question.

I stop sucking and licking for a minute to prop my head up and look into his green eyes. His smirk is so damn sexy. I never thought a one time hookup would turn into a friend’s with benefits situation. Well, we’re not really friends. I guess a reoccurring hook up.

I check the clock. I’ve got 22 minutes. Time flies when you’re fucking in a time crunch.

My heart hammers in my chest as I decide to tear my pants and boxers off.

Pushing the seat all the way back, we lick our hands and take turns getting his dick wet. Slowly I sink onto him, trying to keep myself from thrashing like crazy.

Despite the clock ticking away, I slowly exhale and inhale as I work myself down on him.

“Ohhhhh, damn Cole. Yeah baby, ride this dick.”

I tune out his annoying dirty talk.

His hands travel from my hips to my dick that’s rock hard in his hands. It’s only been a week since we’ve met up but it’s felt like forever.

“Yeah baby, you know you can’t get enough of me.”

He’s right. The girth and length hit me just right sending chills across my skin. My legs have goosebumps on them.

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