Screw it.
She removed her seatbelt and turned to face him.
“B…Bobbie?” Buck questioned with a skip in his voice, glancing from the road, down to her hand where it was slowly advancing toward his cock.
“Pay no attention to me,” she purred, reaching over and popping the button on his jeans. “I’m just taking this opportunity to get acquainted.”
Buck hissed out a breath and sucked in his already flat stomach as she lowered his zipper, uncovering a love trail she’d always imagined, as well as… Thebareskin of his lower abdomen?
“Where’d your boxers go?” she asked throatily, soaking up the view as anticipatory saliva filled her mouth. She’d expected damp material over his cock, and had been ready to peel it back slowly and gently.
“I, um, shucked out of them in the bathroom at the vet. They were uncomfortable, so…”
“Mmm. No arguments here. It makes my job that much easier.” Bobbie wasn’t sad that there were no extra layers to fight through.
His zipper bottomed out, and his cock sprang free.
Gorgeous.
She reached forward and took him in her hand. His flesh was still cold from being submerged. Hers was warm.
Buck moaned and involuntarily thrust into her palm.
Wow.He was bigger than she’d thought, having glimpsed his hard-on through the material of his jeans, years ago.
Was that because her other partners had been less-than-impressively-endowed, or had Buck hit a growth spurt after they’d parted?
Was that even a thing? She’d have to look it up.
He twitched in her hand.
“Are you just going to stare at it, or…” Buck’s voice rumbled up from his gut.
“Or what?” she asked, gazing up at him, letting her lust show as she stuck out her tongue, bent over, and gave his swollen head a lick.
“Or that,” he cried, not even attempting to keep his cool.
Bobbie loved that he wasn’t holding back. She rewarded him by leaning in again and encompassing the tip of him inher mouth this time, hooking her lips around the rim of his mushroom cap and applying pressure as she sucked.
“Oh. Damn, Bobbie.”
Yeah.Some of the prime fantasies he’d always talked about were blowjobs, and she preened a bit now over technique, which—if she did say so herself—wasn’t bad. Or maybe the excitement level was more about the affinity between them.
Bobbie was in heaven.
Down here, there was no onion smell that had laughingly derailed her first attempt at getting her mouth on him, and the pure, familiar masculine scent of him had memories flooding back…
Them on the beach, under the moon, cuddling and breathing each other in. Huddling together under blankets at high school football games, their hands clasped beneath the coverings. Sitting in his car, talking dirty about what actual penetration would feel like.
Damn.They’d missed so much.
Bobbie felt the car stop, and Buck’s strong hands went under her armpits, and he lifted her up and away.
“No,” she complained with a pout after she popped off his cock.
“Yes,” Buck stated, in a deep voice that pinged every nerve ending in her weeping pussy. The man’s husky tone was lethal as hell, and should be bottled as an aphrodisiac. “I’m not going to come in your mouth in my mom-van after fifteen years of dreaming about fucking you, Bobbie.”
She stared into his eyes, which were coming closer and closer as he slowly and purposely drew her forward.
