There was just a bit of a curse from over her head that made her smile.Thiswas what she loved. Jack was so strong, always in control. When she was the one in charge, it felt like she was giving him a break through pleasure…and maybe a little bit of torture.
Jenna widened her lips and dropped her mouth over him. She flattened her tongue, bobbing her head up and down while running the rough appendage along the underside of his cock. Her legs shifted, and the dampness pooling between her own legs became even more apparent.
She must have adjusted her legs more than she realized because suddenly Jack’s hand was off her tit and gripping the back of her jacket in a firm fist. The jolt had her dropping down even more, and if it hadn’t been for her hand on his dick, she would have ended up accidentally deep throating him. Not that she minded, but she preferred to be prepared for that.
“Woman, you’re going to be the death of me,” Jack growled, even as his hand traveled from the back of her coat down to grip her ass.
With his cock still in her mouth, Jenna shook her head in argument.
Jack snorted before spanking her asscheek. It wasn’t as hard as he used to do it, but still enough to bite. He massaged and squeezed the globe.
Just as she felt the truck slow and Jack flicked the turn signal, she dropped her mouth lower over him, suctioned her mouth, and gave a long, hard pull.
“Oh, fuck!” he groaned over her. “Jen, baby, back off if you can’t swallow me. I can’t take another one of those?—”
Jenna did it again. The truck swerved, skidding to a halt seconds before she felt his cum hit the back of her throat. Shesmiled in victory, swallowing him down as she breathed heavily through her nose.
Christ Almighty,it was a good thing he pulled over. Steel lost his vision there for a moment. But he got his wits about him in time to wave off the prospects, who had also come to a sudden halt on the side of the road and were both running out of the SUV towards the truck. Not that he cared if they saw his dick, but he would never embarrass Jenna like that. What passed between them had always been for them, regardless of the occasional accident.
After he helped her sit up, he grabbed her purse to pull out the to-go bag of tissues and the pack of wet wipes he knew she kept in it. Together, they cleaned up, and Steel tucked his cock away again, doing up his pants and belt.
Jenna needed assistance getting her legs out from under her, but she swore up and down that she wasn’t in pain. In fact, she looked a bit blissed out, even though he’d been the one to have his brains sucked out through his dick.
Taking her flushed cheeks between his hands, Steel leaned over and claimed her lips. He could taste the tang of his semen on her, and fuck if that didn’t make his dick try valiantly to get hard again. It wasn’t happening, not at his age, but he still had to give it kudos for the attempt.
As he pulled away, Jenna smiled dreamily at him. “Happy Valentine’s Day, Jack.”
He bumped their noses together. “Happy Valentine’s Day, baby. Ready for your surprise?”
Jenna blinked, looking around at their surroundings for the first time. The sun was just a small sliver of light on the horizon,but their headlights illuminated where they were as the moon still fought to rise. “We’re on the mountain pass?”
He nodded.
He could see the thoughts churning in her head, and then a massive smile appeared on her face. “You’re taking me dancing.”
He nodded again, biting his lips against the fact that Jenna was aterribledancer. Just awful. But that didn’t stop her from liking the activity, and Steel didn’t care how many times she stepped on his toes or tripped them or elbowed him. All that mattered was that she was happy and having fun.
“It’s supposed to snow tonight,” he added.
Jenna’s eyes dilated, and he knew she was specifically remembering the night they’d lost their virginities together in the bed of this truck.
Steel repositioned them so he could drive once more. They were only a few minutes away from the lookout point.
The mountain surrounding Mount Grove blocked the small town from easy access. The river that bisected the north and south sides of town was fed year-round from the mountain run-off. The road leading through the mountain was very scenic, with multiple lookout points. The first and lowest point faced the town. It was a very popular teenage make-out spot too.
Which was why Steel had had Deputy Danny in full uniform and cruiser staged at the lookout since four this afternoon, even though he wasn’t on duty today. Steel had called in a favor he’d been holding on the young deputy to keep the point clear of any additional parties with romantic designs.
Twinkle lights decorated the overhang with a single picnic table and multiple propane heaters from the club’s own pavilion were set up and lit as Steel pulled his truck up. He made a quick U-turn before backing the bed up to the fence that did absolutely nothing from keeping idiots from falling over the ledge. In addition to helping the police whenever extra gun power wasneeded, the club was also known for providing search and rescue assistance for wayward travelers and lost hikers. State or private SARS units were also called, but they were all located a distance away and were assigned based on availability. The club had the experience and the equipment to get most jobs done before the other team arrived, or were there to guide medical assistance in.
Danny stepped out of his vehicle as Steel got out of his. They shook hands. “Steel.”
“Danny, thank you again for doing this.”
He shrugged offhandedly. “Not like I had anything better to do,” he said, failing to sound nonchalant.
“Don’t let my wife hear you say that. She’ll have you on a blind date faster than you can blink.”
Danny gave a nervous laugh. “Between her, my mother, and the church ladies, this entire town is trying to play matchmaker. I think I’ll pass.” He pointed to the sky. “Don’t stay out too late. New forecast shows the storm starting later but heavier than originally anticipated.”
