Not long turned out to be an understatement. There wound up being a wreck downtown that caused traffic to be delayed. In the midst of the chaos, an idea came to mind.
I rolled up the partition between us and the driver, then sat on the seat across from Chance. He gave me an incredulous look for a moment.
At least he did until I reached for my belt.
Then it shifted from doubt into desire.
“I promise to be good to you later if you tell me what you know. I don’t like there being any secrets between us, babe,” I teased as I slid my cock out and ran my fist down my length.
Having his eyes on me as I stroked myself left his defenses down. He couldn’t lie to me when his brain was focused on pleasure.
We were simple creatures after all.
“Babe?” I questioned as I lifted my hips, my body chasing after the pressure of my hand.
I was treating the hand job as if it were someone else giving it. As if I were being teased rather than being the one in control.
Sweat built on his brow as he ran his fingers over his upper lip and down his chin. The man was putting up a fight when he didn’t need to.
“You’re fighting dirty, baby. It’s not fair of you to bring out my favorite treat when I can’t have a taste.”
I raised a brow. “Who said you can’t have a taste? I’m all yours, aren’t I?”
Chance didn’t hesitate to sail across the space between us. My hand was batted away as his mouth instantly wrapped around my length.
He swallowed me down like I was the key to survival. His tongue swirled around my crown as he sucked and licked against my flesh.
It was so fucking erotic in all the best ways. I loved seeing him come undone for me.
When I could feel myself getting close, I pulled at his hair to tug him back. “If you want my cum, I’ll need an answer.”
He shook his head, some of the fog in his eyes clearing. “An answer?
I used the hand not in his hair to grab the base of my cock. Waving it under his mouth, I hummed.
“Yeah, Chance. I just want to know what you do about this trip. I hate being in the dark.”
If you’d have asked me in the moment if he’d break, I’d have said yes. I thought he was hooked, and I’d be getting my answer right away.
Except that wasn’t the case.
My boyfriend grinned at me, the look dark as he pushed himself up slowly. “Then I guess I’m done with my treat for now. I can’t go spilling secrets.”
He eased himself back into his seat. I watched as he adjusted his hard length before turning to look out the window again.
My jaw dropped as I let go of my cock. I was still hard, still so very close to coming.
Yet I wouldn’t be.
We both knew it. I wasn’t going to make a mess in the car right before seeing my brother the first time. Coming in Chance’s mouth was one thing, but without tissues, anything else was foolish.
Tucking myself away, I huffed and crossed my arms. I could pout with the best of them until I got to the bottom of this fucking puzzle.
A few minutes later, my resolve to stay silent faltered when we pulled up to our destination. Except, it wasn’t anything like I thought it would be. The house was large. Obscenely so given only Kendall lived here.
And it was a bit in disrepair. The boards outside needed to be replaced and painted. The steps looked one bad windstorm away from collapsing.
All in all, I wasn’t impressed.