Page 184 of Ride With Me

“You know, it turns me on thinking that someone could pass by the window and see you choking on my cock, seehow desperate you are to try all those things, you don’t even care where we are,” he muttered, and my pants became uncomfortably tight.

“Yes…” I didn’t think there were any other words in my repertoire whenever he suggested something.

I watched myself as I opened his pants and then reached into his boxers, taking out his cock. Man, I wished there was more light because I wanted to see more than shadows, more than outlines, but when I wrapped my hand around his hard length, I moaned softly.

“You like that, huh?” he rasped, and I liked that I could elicit this reaction from him.

Instead of saying anything, I shifted and leaned over into his lap. If he noticed that I hesitated or trembled, he didn’t say anything.

Instead, his hand came to the back of my neck, not pushy or anything, but reassuring, gentle.

Safe.

I shouldn’t be feeling safe at all, but I did.

While I stared down at the shadow of his cock, my hand wrapped tightly around the hot steel, I swallowed. “I don’t know what I’m doing,” I admitted.

He exhaled shakily. “Oh, honestly, the way this is going, the way just thinking about all your fantasies all day has me hard, you can just keep whispering to it and I might come.”

I huffed out a laugh, feeling reassured—and more turned on than I thought possible.

Gathering all braveness I could muster, I swiped my tongue across the tip of his erection, his salty flavor exploding on my tongue.

My god, I needed more. So much more.

Without thinking this time, I licked a stripe up his erection, moaning around it.

“Fuck, little prince,” he muttered, his grip tightening, but not domineering. “I knew you’d make up the lack of experience with sheer enthusiasm.”

The praise had my ears heating and my mind blanking.

“Just do what you like when someone does this to you, and we’ll be peachy.”

I pulled back, staring at him.

It took Kaden’s lust-riddled brain clearly a second before he caught up to the fact that I was no longer at his erection, but then he blinked. “You have been blown before, right?”

“Y-yes.”

He groaned, dropping his head back, staring at the ceiling of the car.

Because I feared his erection could be flagging, I started to stroke him becausethatI actually knew how to do.

“I’m sorry,” I whispered.

Kaden shook his head, focusing on me in the dark. I wished I could see his expression clearly, but when he spoke, I realized I didn’t need to.

The smirk was evident in his words. “I’m gonna brand myself on every of your firsts, and you’ll never want anyone else.”

I didn’t point out that no one would want me, either, so it didn’t matter if I was ruined, but when he cupped the back of my neck, the tug gentle, I leaned back in, eager to taste more of him.

“Well, it’s learning by doing then, I guess,” he muttered, guiding me back to his cock. “Just watch your teeth. You can use them, but very, very carefully.”

I snorted, my way of saying “duh” without pulling of his cock, and then I figured I could try all I’d seen in porn.

For example, wrapping my lips around the tip and sucking.

“Fuck,” he gasped, and I felt his thigh muscles bunch where my arm rested on his thigh.

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