I went around the table and took Flynn’s hand. “I’m sorry, I wanted to impress you.”
“The fact that you’re still in a good mood is pretty damned impressive.” His eyes twinkled in amusement.
I laughed so loud we definitely disturbed everyone else as we left, and the server slammed the door closed behind us.
“I don’t think you’ll ever be able to get another reservation.” Flynn squeezed his fingers around mine.
“That’s too bad.”
We ended up snickering as I led him to my car. It took me fifteen minutes to find a drive-through that had greasy burgers and fries, request about ten orders of each, and drive to a small park I knew nearby that looked out over the lake. We brought our food and huge glasses of Sprite with us to a bench, and we both sighed as we sat down together with my right knee touching his left one. The moon sparkled on the water and there were soft lights glowing around the parking lot and along a nearby walking path, so while it wasn’t bright, it was a nice romantic spot.
We destroyed the bags of food and were tossing the last wrappers back in when he slurped the end of his Sprite from his cup, and I laughed. I picked up our trash and took it to a nearby garbage can. Sighing, I sat down beside him and stretched my arms out along the back of the bench.
“That is soooo much better.” I grinned at him.
Flynn nodded and wiped the back of his hand across his mouth, and I didn’t miss how he slid closer and leaned against my side. I loved his heat and warmth pressed close. “I’ve never had anyone want to impress me. I almost said no to this because I worried someone from the school would notice us out.” He glanced at the ground, and I put my arm around his shoulders and tugged him closer.
“We’re not doing anything wrong.”
“You’re in my class. I can’t be impartial. I’ll have to ask someone else to evaluate your work—or I should, anyway.” He tensed and I hated that, but the top of his bicep relaxed as I massaged my fingers along it.
I shrugged. “So, do it.”
“How are you so calm?” There was amusement in his tone, but I thought he was also genuinely exasperated, too.
“Me stressing won’t help or hurt anything but me.”
He hummed and nodded, but his lips were still pursed.
“Take off your shirt.”
He whipped around to stare into my face.
“Sir?” he whispered, not moving.
Grinning, I leaned in and kissed the skin behind his ear. “I had to go jerk off in the bathroom earlier today. I want to cover you in my cum.”
“H-here? Sir?”
The way he didn’t say no but only melted against my side had adrenaline screaming through my veins, and my cock went from interested to insistent and tried to punch a hole in my pants. “Yes, unless you’d rather go to your place? This is pretty public.” I glanced around. “I’m not worried, but I won’t push anything too ridiculous.”
He shook his head at me. “Nothing we’ve done so far has been classified as ‘too ridiculous’ to you?”
“No.” I grinned, and he hung his head with a groan.
I held my breath. I wanted to do this here and now, but I’d also love to be invited to stay the night with him. I wanted to be inside him for hours. I would love the chance to fuck him to sleep, then wake him up the same way.
Flynn leaned forward and fumbled with the buttons on his shirt, then shrugged off his suit jacket. With trembling fingers, he undid the cuffs of his long-sleeved button-down, and I loved watching him as his muscles flexed while he undressed. He snuck a peek at me and laid his clothing to the side, chest heaving as he turned toward me.
I wasted no time pulling out my hard cock, and his mouth fell open as he stared at my lap. “Show me your guns,” I said, flexing my own arm.
He rolled his eyes but indulged me, tensing his left bicep. The firm, round bulge got to me fast and I gave myself a squeeze. With one last glance around, I got to my feet. “Get it wet,” I said.
He nodded and opened, and I was quick to shove my cockhead between his lips. The soft pressure of his mouth parting for me had sparks firing in my blood, and I stared at his firm arms and shoulders and fucked into his heat. It was bliss. I loved it so much. The cool breeze tickled my cheeks and I glanced upward at the stars before darting my gaze back to the best sight in the world—Flynn. His silvering hair reminded me of the sky and I brushed my fingers through it. I pulled free of his mouth, and almost abandoned my original idea, but I murmured, “Flex again.”
He watched me, frowning, but did as I said and grinned when I put a knee on the bench. The cool night air was a shock on my cock as I moved his arm down so I could nestle my shaft into the cozy crook of his elbow. My head swam at the sight of my cock between those muscles, and I moaned as I fucked my hips forward. There wasn’t nearly enough slick from his spit, and I wished I’d remembered to stuff lube in my pants, but I hadn’t. Pleasure rushed me fast anyway.
Flynn whimpered and shoved my shirt up my abs. He kissed right below my navel and my cock throbbed—I was going to bust my ball juice all over him. It was inevitable. With every press of his mouth to the skin of my lower abdomen I got closer to coming and curled my toes in my shoes.
