“I see that. Oop,” I gasped when a loud thud sounded as someone busted out of the door we’d exited. Glancing over my shoulder, I saw it was two men whose fight seemed to spill out into the parking lot.
“Did you start that?” I asked when he held the car door open for me.
“Get in.”
I sighed and did so. Luke slammed the door and crossed the front, getting in the driver’s seat.
“Now, do you want to tell me what happened?” I asked as he made a right turn out of the parking lot.
“That cocksucker from earlier needed to learn a lesson.” He shrugged. “And since I can’t put my hands on him, I had to find someone else who could. Anyway, he’ll wake up tomorrow with a sore jaw and a fucked up eye socket.”
I laughed and shook my head. “I can’t believe you did that. He was nothing more than a drunk jerk.”
He glanced over at me. “First rule of shit talking, make sure you can back it up.”
“Is that your rule?” I asked, leaning over to get closer to him.
“Damn straight. That’s especially true for a motherfucker talking shit about my lady.”
I sat up straight and stared at his profile.
“What?”
“You called me your lady.”
He quickly looked over at me again before turning back to the road and shrugged. “Yeah.”
I stared, waiting for him to say more. He didn’t say anything else but the air in the car had shifted. The same arousal that’d burned its way through my body on the dance floor, earlier, made a reappearance. Not that it’d ever gone away, but it was reignited by his comment.
“Turn down this street,” I said.
He looked at me with pinched eyebrows but did as I asked.
“At the next light, you’re going to make a right turn and take that road all the way down.”
Luke continued to take my direction until we came to a hilltop that ended on a dead end.
“Park over there,” I said, pointing toward the dirt lot.
“What’s this place?” He asked, glancing around.
“Here is where I make good on your first of four blow jobs,” I said, reaching over to undo the buttons of his jeans.
“Syd…” he called, not finishing whatever he’d been about to say once I reached my hand into pants and pulled him free.
“Hmm?” I asked before spitting on the tip of his dick and then using my tongue to swirl it around.
Luke inhaled sharply. His cock began to harden in my hand as I continued to massage the tip with my tongue. Luke leaned over and pulled the lever to move his seat back, giving me enough room to work.
I moved closer and took all of him into my mouth, bobbing my head up and down on his member. I moaned around his cock when he palmed the back of my head, guiding the movement of my head and neck. I got off on the smell of his and my own arousal intermingling in the air around us.
Using my hand that rested on his knee, I reached down and undid the clasp of my own jeans. But before I could stick my hand inside my panties, Luke stopped me.
“Uh, uh, Syd. That pussy is all mine to please.”
With the quickness of the practiced athlete he was, Luke pulled himself from my mouth and pulled me up by my shoulders, kissing me until I grew dizzy.
I pulled back panting. “Please tell me you have a condom?”
