A thrill went through me at the thought, my dick kicking in my hand, and I hoped the stranger had had missed it, but the way his eyes had darkened told a different story.
Taking a deep breath, I softly started to jerk myself, the sensations incredible: the light breeze, the gaze from the stranger, the fact that I could be caught…
It didn’t take long for me to gasp, my orgasm coming on much faster than I’d anticipated.
“Look at me while you come, little prince…”
My eyes snapped open and to the stranger, my lips parting and my strokes becoming uneven as I trembled on the edge and then tumbled over.
I bit my lower lip to keep myself from moaning as I painted the concrete in front of me with my cum, the orgasm stronger than anything I’d ever experienced.
While I tried to catch my breath, the stranger walked over, swept his finger across the tip of my dick and then held it up to my lips. “Taste yourself,” he ordered in a low growl that made me wish I could get hard right away again.
Dutifully I licked him clean, my heart hammering. It was weird tasting myself, and yet somehow hot because I felt as if I tasted him, too.
“You’re too good to be true,” he muttered softly, then stepped back a little.
Realizing how I stood there, I scrambled to pack myself away, my head swimming from the experience I just had. “I’m…” I licked my lips, my voice rough as if I’d screamed. “This…” I shook my head, then tried again. “I’m Rhodes.”
The stranger cocked his head. “And I have a suggestion. How about you give me a ride and then you rideme?”
My ears were suddenly buzzing. “W-what are you saying?”
“I need a ride and I’m ready to pay in any and all sexual favors you can think of.”
Kaden
He had a nice car,the little prince, and an even nicer flush across his cheeks.
“Are you… Are you gonna tell me your name?”
I didn’t want to, but I also knew that giving him a place holder, or any fake name would definitely result in me not reacting half the time, and also me eventually getting pissed because he called me by a wrong name as if he’d be dumb.
Which, really, would be my own fault.
“Kaden,” I muttered as we rounded a black SUV that cost more than my mother could ever make at her waitressing job.
Or any job, probably. She was hard-working, but she never could remember class work well, so anything that didn’t require intense studying worked for her.
Sadly, that limited her options.
I shook my head, trying to clear my mother from my mind because I knew she was heartbroken right now.
You don’t have to leave, we can figure something out, she’d begged, but I knew better.
I curled my fingers, glad that the knuckles just hurt, not having been split open.
Rhodes got behind the wheel, his breath still trembling out of him, and I couldn’t help but smirk.
A fucking virgin.
At my mercy.
I’d always wanted to debauch someone thoroughly, and this… I might be stuck in a shitty situation, but this was certainly a nice by-product.
“Where do you wanna go?”
I turned to him, cocking my head. “You sounded as if you know exactly where you want to go, so let’s just follow your plan. I just need to get away.”