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ALEK
Did he have to have a perfect dick, too?
After a single stroke of my tongue on Ez’s cock, I know I’ve found my new favorite hobby. I can’t help but smirk when I hear a small whimper pass his lips. I’m purposefully taking it slow, well— as slow as you can take it when you’ve already got a guy’s dick down your throat on the first date— butfuckthose needy noises are encouraging as fuck.
“Focus on the road, Ez.” Drawing out the words, I take my time putting my mouth back onto his cock and I can feel the desperate twitches of it under my fingers. Listen, I’ve got big hands and a tight—ass grasp, but I can barely get my fingers to touch around the width of him. Even though I can’t see much in the dim light of the car, I’m already salivating for more.
“Aleksander if you keep teasing me?—”
“What, you’ll pull over and spank me?”
“Tempting but no, I would prefer that we have some privacy for that.”
“I’m literally sucking your cock in a car,on a public road, angel.”
“That’s why I saidsome.” The growl in Ezekiel’s voice is encouragement enough to get back to business, but I can’t resist making him beg for more. “How about instead of sassing me, you put that bratty mouth to better use?”
Ah, there it is,the bossy tone I’m coming to love leaves his lips.
“Yes,Sir.” My last word is more of a murmur as I wrap my lips around his engorged head, sinking onto him so that his cock hits the back of my throat.
A hiss leaves Ezekiel’s lips at the same time I feel a warm hand tangle in the long waves of my hair.
“This is all incredibly unfair.” He complains and it makes me chuckle around him. I can feel the vibrations from my chuckle affect him as he grows impossibly harder between my lips.
Pausing my inhaling of his cock, I stroke him firmly so that I can look up and meet his gaze, a few strands of my hair blocking the view of him.
“You’re the one that’s getting deep—throated and it’s unfair for you?” Bright blue eyes sneak a look down at me. Ezekiel’s free hand moves to gently remove the wayward pieces of hair from my face.
“Well yes. I would like to touch you too.” Ezekiel responds, tucking my locks behind my ear. The amount of annoyance in his expression makes me snort.
“Oh trust me, angel, you’ll get what you want in just about…” Looking over my shoulder to spot a street sign, I assess how close we are to my place. “Four minutes.”
“But, if you don’t mind, I’m gonna keep sucking you off.” I wink at him.
“Be my guest.” Ezekiel grips my hair, pushes me down, and thrusts his hips up within a second. The size of him leaves megagging. A guy that can put me in my place with his cock? I might be in love already.
The way Ezekiel shifts from lovingly petting my hair to pulling it in a fierce grip leaves me feeling a little lightheaded by the time we finally make it to my place.
There’s a covered carport attached on either side of my duplex, and I can feel Ez pull into my spot from the welcoming bump and incline of my driveway.
Putting the car into park, he not—so—gently lifts me off his cock and tugs until I’m arching my neck to look up at him.
The look in his eyes would be alarming if it wasn’t so damn hot. He’s obviously had his limit with my teasing, but there’s also a small curve to his lips that tells me he’s enjoying it.
“You are an insufferable little cock tease.”
With the scold, he seals his lips on mine in a fierce kiss.
“And I want more,” he adds, pulling away only to lift me by my hair so I’m sitting upright in the passenger seat once again.
If we leave this car, I’m afraid it might burst this horny bubble that we’re in, and I’m not ready for that. I know there are things I need to tell him if this is going to go anywhere and fuck, do Iwantit to go somewhere. But I also know that people have left me for less.
“C’mere,” I mutter softly, outstretching my left arm towards him as I quickly pull the lever to push my seat back with my right.
“Won’t we be going inside?” he asks, darting a look toward my entry door.
“We will, I—” Clearing my throat helps me hide the sudden crack in my voice. “—please don’t leave.”Never leave.
