Page 134 of Captivated By Danger

She unzipped my pants, stuck her hand inside, and started caressing my dick through my briefs.

“Shit, Grey.”

“You want me to suck him, Sir?”

“Fuck yeah.”

I helped her and pushed my pants to the middle of my thighs. When she gripped my dick, she sniffed the length of the shaft.

“You smell so good, Daddy.”

Taken aback, I asked, “What you call me?”

Ignoring me, she licked her lips and inched my dick in her mouth slowly. I closed my eyes, enjoying the feeling. I let my seat back more than it already was, so I could enjoy it even more. When she got him all the way in her mouth, she gagged.

“Damn, Grey. Choke on that mothafucka.”

She started two-hand twisting my shit. Her wet ass mouth had saliva dripping down my balls. My thighs tensed when she started massaging my balls and then put them in her mouth. Looking down at my dick resting on her face as she sucked my balls nearly made me nut.

“You fucking wilding right now, Grey. Fuckk, I can’t look at you like this or I’m going to nut.”

Mouth full of my balls, she responded, “Nut, Daddy.”

“Grey,” I grunted.

“Nut on my pretty ass face, Daddy.”

She said it again and my dick did exactly what she told him to do. She stroked my nut out of my dick and it went everywhere; her face, my steering wheel, her hair— everywhere. When she sat back, she started wiping her mouth. I opened my arm console and pulled out some wipes.

“Man, you gotta get out my house with a mouth like that.”

“Even if I thought you were serious, I know this mouth just earned me like another week in your house.”

“Mannn…”

I’d never tell her ass that her mouth just stunned the fuck out of me.

“Come here, Diesel.”

Again, I did what she told me to do, and she kissed me. She sucked on my lips, like I did hers, and pulled on them before she let them go. I stared at her for what felt like an eternity. The rain still beat against the windshield and the music was still going.

“Let me get you home, so I can get away from you. You have had me fucked up all damn day.”

She shook her head. “Oh my God. You gotta learn how to be spontaneous, Diese. Everything shouldn’t be so analytical. Learn to have some fun. Life is so short.”

“Now that, I agree with, Ms. Greysen, but that is not my fucking nickname. Stop it.”

Two Weeks Later…

I was in my office on a Zoom meeting with the exec board regarding the hotel down in Mississippi, and we were nearing the end, thank God. Dymon still wasn’t hearing the possibility of it shutting down, so we’d planned a trip down there to see what else we could do, even though we’d already sent a team down there before. He was a very thorough businessman and that’s why most folks hated him but had to respect him. A couple knocks on the door got my attention.

I muted the computer. “In a meeting. Give me a few minutes.”

The door came open. “No.”

“What did I…” I paused whenshebounced her ass in the door with a smile on her face, disregarding that I said I was in a meeting.

Shebeing Greysen fucking McCree, looking fucking delicious. Every fucking boundary that I’d set for myself and my girls, she was crossing them, and she didn’t care, and as confusing as it was for me, neither did I. Something happened at the park, and neither one of us had spoken on it since. I wasn’t talking about her sucking on my balls in the car, because she’d been doing that every other night. I was talking about that moment on the bench, where we gazed into each other’s eyes. She felt something, I could tell, which had me wondering if she thought I felt the same thing.

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