Page 75 of Dead Serious with Benefits
Carefully reaching into his underwear, I got hold of his cock and fished it out before it grew completely hard. It was nice to know I wasn’t the only one who got hard at a moment’s notice whenever there was sexual contact between us. It was only one of a few times, so it was probably normal to get excited that quickly, but...still, it was nice.
The windows were tinted against outside peeking, but they let in enough light for me to see clearly. We really were about the same size, though perhaps I was a little thicker, but I could only make that judgment because I’d had my hand around my own dick enough times to know the difference. He was also prone to leaking quicker and more copiously than me.
And there was no way I was going to complain about that.
His eyelids fluttered when I ran my thumb over the leaking head and groaned softly. For a moment, I almost forgot Will wasoccupied with whatever music or podcast he had in his ear and looked forward. Ward grabbed my chin, turning me to face him and drawing me close. When our lips touched, I felt his cock twitch in my hand, and I let out a small breath of excitement.
Our tongues slid over one another as I stroked him, listening to the way his breathing was smooth save for the occasional hitch when I found some spot on his dick. I let go of him long enough to cup his balls and stroke them gently, running my fingers up the shaft and around the head as I gave him a few playful strokes. From what I could tell, he enjoyed a firm grip and slower strokes, especially if the underside of his cock was teased by a stray thumb.
“I’m a little surprised,” he said in a low voice as I continued to stroke him.
“Why?” I asked, hearing the excitement in my voice.
“Because I didn’t expect you to do something like this with a potential witness. Not without involving him.”
“Maybe in the future, but right now? I want it to be you and me.”
“You say the most wonderful things.”
“I am so glad you approve of my mouth.”
“Oh ho, yes. In more than one way.”
“Oh?”
His eyes followed me, going wide as I brought my face down into his lap. He slid forward so the side of my face could rest against his stomach as I continued to stroke him, finally bringing my mouth forward so I could run my tongue from the base to the tip before going back down again. He seemed to enjoy the teasing as much as he enjoyed trying to get off as hard and fast as possible. He was either a lover of all things sex or he had really general tastes.
His breath sucked in sharply when I finally wrapped my lips around the head of his cock, and I gave a soft groan as I tastedhim. His hand rested at the nape of my neck, massaging it as I sank further, taking him up to my throat and stopping. There wasn’t a lot of room for me to move, and the position wasn’t the best for trying to get him any deeper. Ward apparently understood and sank further, practically lying in the seat, his knees pushing into the seat in front of him.
As much as I wanted to take my time, I knew eventually Will would get curious. And as much as I’d been tempted by the idea of dragging him into whatever Ward and I were doing, I didn’t feel like sharing.
What I wanted was what I was going to get, the feel of Ward in my mouth and sliding down into my throat now I had a better angle. His groan was deep, and I could feel it rumble through his stomach as I reached down to cup his balls and play with them gently while I slid back and forth on his cock. With a grunt, he hiked up his shirt, and I was grateful that I got the soft feel of his warm skin.
“God yes,” he breathed, stroking my hair. “I don’t know what I did to deserve this, but remind me to do it again.”
I fought to keep my pace up, knowing that was key to getting him off. It was easier said than done when the SUV kept shifting us around, making it hard for me to focus. I was determined, however, and I kept at it, stroking his balls and taint. An idea blossomed. We might not have the lube necessary for anything more right now, but I certainly had enough lube for something.
“Oof, fuck,” he grunted as my saliva-soaked finger found its way to his hole and slipped inside. “Uh?—”
He was probably still tender from last night, but apparently, one finger was not offensive to his sensitive nerve endings. Actually, I could feel him growing harder in my mouth. That last little bit would probably be painful if it weren’t for the fact that I kept burying it in my throat as far as I dared. Now I could workmouth and finger together, driving him closer to the edge as Will idly drove us around, awaiting orders.
Ward’s breath sucked in, and I felt him twitch, his fingers closed tightly into my hair, and he groaned harshly. The first spurt of cum hit the back of my throat as his hips gave an instinctual twitch. The next coated my tongue, and I groaned as I tasted him, feeling him throb in my mouth as his body quivered and he poured down my throat. I held him there as his dick gave its last few twitches before dying down, and I slid back to let him free from my mouth.
“Jesus,” he groaned, grabbing my face and kissing me fiercely again. “And now I get to add tasting myself on your tongue to my list of things that turn me on about you.”
“I hope that’s a long list,” I said, shifting myself in my pants so it wasn’t quite as painful.
“Here,” he said, reaching for me.
“It will wait,” I said with a chuckle. “You looked like you were in sore need of a little relief, was all.”
“I was, remind me to keep you around the next time I’m dealing with a lot of stress,” he said with a chuckle, squeezing my thigh. “You sure?”
“I’m sure,” I said.
“Aww,” Will said. “And here I was hoping to get a two-for-one show.”
“You son of a bitch,” Ward barked up at him. “You’re supposed to be minding your own business.”
