Eric is more than a good friend—he’s my foster brother—but I’ll keep that bit of family history under wraps for now. We clean up the kitchen and get ready to leave. We decide to simply spend the day in the city. A bit of walking, lunch together, and enjoying the beautiful weather. About twenty minutes later, Eric is here to take us to the Market.
“Good morning, Andreas,” Eric greets.
I feel like wiping the grin off his face, but I hold back. If I didn’t want him to know about this, I wouldn’t have called him. Besides, keeping anything from Eric is impossible—or he’d be a terrible head of security.
“Good morning, Eric. Can you drop us off somewhere in the city center?”
“Sure thing. There’s an extra shirt in the trunk,” he says, with a wink to match.
“Perfect, thank you.”
We slide into the back seat, and the contrast with last night couldn’t be greater. Nora sits close to me and looks happy. Not just satisfied, but genuinely happy, and for a moment I wonder if I could actually make her happy. Probably not, but maybe today I can. I can’t remember ever going out with a woman for something as simple as a day out. Nora manages to push me out of my comfort zone, again. I snap out of my thoughts and notice out of the corner of my eye that she’s actually glancing at my crotch.
“Are you staring at me, Nora?”
She startles, and her cheeks betray her thoughts. Caught you red-handed, girl.
“Shamelessly, even,” she admits. “Is it bad that I already want you again?” she grins.
So do I. She’s irresistible. All my blood flow immediately redirects to the lower part of my body. The bulge in my pants is instantly noticeable.
“Eric? Can you put the screen up? Unless you’d prefer an audience, Nora?” I ask, dead serious, just to tease her.
“Oh my God, no, no!” She’s beet red. “I forgot we weren’t alone! Oh, this is so bad!”
She covers her face with her hands. She’s genuinely embarrassed. Adorable. Meanwhile, the screen goes up, and behind the tinted windows, we’re completely cut off from the outside world.
“Just to be clear, Nora, I don’t share you with anyone, you know that. No one can hear or see us now,” I whisper in her ear.
“I still owe you something,” she whispers back.
She doesn’t, but I like the idea she thinks she does. Without looking at my face, she finds the opening of my jeans. Nora’s not playing games and wastes no time going straight to her target. First, my belt is undone, then the button, followed by the zipper. Now I know the shiver down my spine is a good one. Her eyes light up with surprise.
“No boxers?”
Nope.
“Pretty handy, right?”
“Very,” she says, managing to get me fully erect with just her gaze.
She takes me in her hand and wraps her mouth around me, determined to finish what she started this morning. She slides her hands along the full length of my shaft while working on the tip with her mouth. I grab her hair and follow the same rhythm with my hand. Fuck, this is good. Just the image of Nora in this position in the car is incredibly arousing, let alone what she’s actually doing. I let her do her thing and want to enjoy this for as long as possible, but I’m about to explode.
“Nora, I’m going to come, if you want to…”
In response to my unfinished suggestion, she pumps harder and takes me deeper into her mouth. She’s insanely maddening and makes me lose all control. I suck in air through my teeth. My whole body tenses up. A few seconds later, I come hard and jerkily in her mouth. She swallows, looks at me, and licks her lips.
She’s absolutely perfect.
“Fuck, Nora.”
Undoubtedly, she's a natural, it can’t be anything else. I lean my head back and recover for a moment, I zip up my pants and grab Nora’s ass, looking for more.
“We’re here, that one was for you,” she laughs, satisfied.
I hadn’t even noticed we’d stopped. She takes my hand and opens the door. I change my shirt for the one from the trunk and thank Eric for the ride. Nora won’t meet Eric’s gaze but also thanks him. He drives off, and we walk from the Market toward the shopping street.
“I still owe you something, by the way,” I say.
