Page 63 of Beau Pair
I’m pretty sure that wouldn’t go down well with the college committee, whether they have a problem with student-teacher relationships or not.
I check the route on the GPS and we’ve still got a good hour or so to get to Prince William Forest Park. Gordon notices me watching the screen and offers me the car.
“I’m good. I told you, I’m way too sleepy to be behind the wheel. I’m surprised you’re not,” I tell him.
We stayed up until four, fucking. I fucked him once, and he fucked me twice, but that didn’t mean we both didn’t come twice as many times. I am completely wiped.
“I’m an energy vampire,” he says, and I cross my arms.
“Oh yeah?”
“Yeah. I feed off young men’s sexual appetite. Haven’t you noticed?” He grins.
“I don’t even have the energy to smack you right now,” I say.
“Sleep. I’ll wake you up when we get there,” he says, and pats his thigh.
I look at his lap and then at him, and he shrugs.
“What? If there’s one benefit of having a car like this, it’s that I can have my boy sleep comfortably on my lap,” he says.
“Fine,” I chuckle. “But no funny business. You’ve literally sucked everything out of me.”
I take my seatbelt off and lie down onto his lap and close my eyes.
“Hey, I’m not a sex addict, okay?” he says, and I laugh because he might not be an addict, but he’s certainly addicted to me. Which is just how I like it.
I bundle up my jacket over the center console and get comfy. His lap is warm, the ventilation cool, and the motion of the car so smooth it rocks me into sleep before I realize it.
My body rolls forward and I open my eyes, pressing my hand on the seat so I don’t fall off. I look up at Gordon, and he looks at me apologetically.
“Are we there?” I ask.
“No. Sorry, baby. We were making great progress, but we seem to have hit some traffic on the final stretch. Go back to sleep. I’ll wake you up when we get there.
I nod and look over to the GPS screen. It’s showing us forty minutes away with a big red line in front of us where the traffic is. I try to close my eyes, but whatever power nap I had seems to have done the trick, and I’m wide awake.
Gordon rests his hand on my hair and massages my scalp.
“You’re so cute when you sleep,” he says, and I give him my sexy eyes.
His cock is hard against my face, and as a result, mine goes hard, too.
I lift my hand and find his zipper to free his beastly dick. I mean, I’m awake now, anyway. Might as well please my man.
I push the band of his underwear down and unleash his cock from between the fly. It looks even girthier, and I’m not sure if it’s grown in size since I started fucking it, or if it just looks like that because he’s sitting down and we’re in close quarters.
Whatever it is, I take it in my mouth, and its heat warms my tongue. Pleasure runs all the way down to my cock, and with my free hand, I unbutton myself.
“That’s not fair,” Gordon moans, leaning his head back on the headrest.
“Why?”
“Because I can’t reciprocate. Gotta keep my eyes on the road. I thought you were wiped, anyway,” he groans, and the car moves again. Only a few feet and then stops again.
“What can I say? Maybe I’m an energy vampire too,” I tell him, and take him in my mouth again.
It’s hard to suck him while I’m lying on him, so I use one hand to stroke him against my mouth and my other hand to stroke myself. It’s a slow build-up, but we’ve got some traffic to get through, so I can keep us busy.
