“Nothing,” Mom says. “It just feels like everything is falling into place.”
“I agree,” Maggie adds.
“What? You always knew I should start my own business?”
“Something like that,” Calvin answers.
Mom just shrugs, her smile growing even more.
CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
Donovan
“I’m really horny,”Eric says on the car ride home. We had dinner after his announcement that he’ll try to start his own business—and honestly, I’m still flying high from it. I want Eric to have everything good in the world, and I know he can do this, know he can make it a success.
“You’re always horny, which I knew before we started sleeping together, but I’m seeing it even more now. What got you that way this time?” I glance over as he presses down on his groin, massaging it. “Jesus, babe.”
“I can’t help it. You make me want you all the time. It was the business talk and being close to you. It was hot to sneakily touch your thigh under the table without our parents knowing, and now I’m all fucking boned up.”
I’m this cross between wanting to laugh because it’s such an Eric thing to say and wanting to word-vomit all the reasons I’m in love with him—something I’ve yet to do.
“Do you think you can wait until we get home?”
“I’m not out of control. I can wait, but I don’t want to.” He chuckles, and an idea pops into my head. It’s not something I would ever consider saying to anyone else, not something I would want to do with anyone else, but being with Eric makes me feel like I can do anything, say anything, try anything. Plus, he seems to like it when I tell him what to do when it comes to sex. Which is fucking mind-blowing and a head rush at the same time.
“Jerk off.”
“Huh?” he asks, the shock clear in his voice.
“Jerk off…but only if you’ll be able to get hard again to fuck me when we get home.”
He cocks a blond brow. “You want me to jack off while we’re driving down the freeway?”
“I do.”
An ear-to-ear smile splits his face. “Fuck yes.” And that easily, Eric is tugging down his shorts and underwear, dick springing free, his cute, bare ass on my leather seat. “Tell me what to do like you did when I first jerked you off.” Eric pushes his seat back so he can stretch his legs out more.
“Jesus, you’re so fucking hot. I hope I don’t kill us.”
“Please don’t, because then I won’t get to fuck you again…God, I love fucking you so much.”
I love you. I love you, I love you, I love you. Say it!
“Spit in your hand,” is what I land on, rather than confessing my love for him. I dart my eyes toward the road again, then back at him.
Eric does as I say, then looks at me with those too blue eyes like he’s not sure what to do next. Is there a hotter thing in the world than him? I don’t think there is.
“Wrap your hand around your cock, babe. Real slow. Let me see you stroke yourself.” I must admit, I’m pretty fucking proud of how steady my voice is right now. My dick is throbbing, but more importantly, my heart thuds and my head swims. Today was incredible with our families, and now I get to see him like this. He wants me to tell him what to do while he jerks off for me, andGod, it feels like no one has ever wanted me more than Eric. Can that be true, or is it wishful thinking?
He wraps his hand around his thick cock and slowly strokes up and down. “Fuck, that feels good.”
“You look incredible.”
He keeps tugging on himself, and every time my eyes pull away from him, staying on the road as much as necessary, I want to cry. I would much rather sit around and watch Eric jerk off all day every day for the rest of my life. Well, that, and ride his dick.
“I wish it was your hole wrapped around me. It’s so hot and tight in there. I swear, I’ve never felt anything as good as being inside your ass. Every day I’m angry at myself because I could have spent years inside you, could have been doing this for so fucking long, if only I’d realized I’m bi.”
While those words are fucking hot, part of me feels stung by them. I realize I don’t have a right, but I needed to hear him say he realized he wanted me, not basically saying he’s bi and could have been having men too.