Page 64 of Beau Pair
His precum flavors my tongue and that only gives me more energy to keep up the pace.
“Looks like the...nghh...traffic’s clear,” he says after what feels like only a handful of minutes and takes a pause to moan.
I find that as an excuse to readjust myself on the seat and I sit on all fours, although still low enough that I can’t be seen from the windows. I stroke him harder while I stroke myself.
Gordon presses a button on the screen, putting the car on cruise control, and takes his foot off the gas while using his other hand to guide my head up and down his length.
“God, you’re killing me here,” he groans.
“Want me to stop then?” I tease, looking up, but Gordon shakes his head.
“Fuck no. You should know by now I love you killing me like this.”
I laugh. “You’re weird. But okay.”
I swallow him up again. The more I tease his tip in the back of my throat, the more he starts to buck his hips to drive himself even further.
He doesn’t last long. He comes right down my throat, and I clean him dry while he gasps, desperate for air.
“Now make yourself cum,” he says.
I stay on all fours and pump my cock harder, faster, staring at the side of his face, into the ocean blue of the eyes that haunt my dreams and that I love looking at. Stealing glances at the cock I can’t get enough of no matter how hard I try.
It’s not long before I come too, on the leather seat. My knees tremble and my whole body shivers, and Gordon steals glances at me.
“Now give me your cum,” he orders, and I smile at him.
I crawl down to lap my own cum with my tongue, the earthy flavor of the leather and its unique scent making me almost horny again. Then, I climb up next to him and he turns his head ever so slightly to connect my tongue with his while keeping his eyes on the road.
This is the sexiest thing we’ve ever done, the thrill of it all and the danger, even if Gordon is the safest driver I know.
“That was... hot,” Gordon says when I sit back on my seat.
“I’ll say,” I laugh.
We’ve got so much more hot to experience together in the future, he doesn’t even know the half of it.
Future.
Yeah, that sounds good. A future with Gordon sounds like the best thing I could possibly have. And from what Gordon tells me, and shows me, he wants a future with me too.
Which makes me wonder.
What on earth have I done to deserve a man like him?
