“Of course. There’s nothing better.”
“Oh, there definitely is.” He sets my hand down and lays his on the inside of my thigh. “But it is one of my favorite things about this time of the year.”
“Show me what’s better?” I turn my face all the way toward him, heart jumping in my chest.
“Now?”
“Yes. Now.”
The car stops moving and I hear his seat belt retract, metal hitting the inside interior. Arm pressing tighter to mine, his fingers skirt lower, and he rubs slowly over my tented jeans. I tense against the seat, and my breaths come out staggered when he gropes me harder. I undo my zipper and slide my bottom closer to the edge of the seat as he drags my pants down to my knees.
“Fuck, you’re beautiful.”
My head tilts back, my next breath choking at the back of my throat when he pulls the front of my underwear to the side. Cool air hits my skin, heightening my arousal, and his warm mouth adds another wonderful sensation to my skin when he licks at my tip.
“So, so beautiful.”
I try to move my hand between his legs but he holds my wrist in place. “Not yet. This is about you. Only you.”
“I . . .” My brain stops comprehending how to speak when his mouth closes around my cock head, slowly sliding down to my base and then up with his tongue swirling around me. He adds a little suction, warmth closing tighter around me as he goes lower and gags with his nose buried in my groin.
He does those “mmm” noises around my cock and they vibrate all over my skin, making it hard to stay still. I place my hand on his head, keeping him where I need him as he makes more choking sounds, digging his nails into my hips. I thrust upward, and it doesn’t take much moving on my part for the intensity to grow as I lose myself in the pleasure of everything he’s doing to me. My heels dig into the floorboard, and I tug on his hair, fucking his mouth until I’m shaking out of control. I come down his throat without warning and he swallows it down, milking me for all I have before licking up every drop he missed.
His warm tongue swipes over my sensitive skin, and I can feel him smiling against me as he presses a kiss to one of my thighs.
“Sss-sorry. I lost control and didn’t . . . I—”
“Shh.” He cuts me off with a finger to my lips and helps me slide my clothes back on while kissing my cheek. “You did exactly what I wanted you to. You let go and let me take care of you.”
“I . . .” My lips fold inward and I take a breath before continuing to speak. “I don’t think I’ve ever come that way.”
“No?”
I shake my head. “Actually, I’m pretty sure I haven’t.”
“Good thing for us both it won’t be the only time either.”
“You sure you want to make that promise? I’d be very careful if I were you. I might take full advantage.”
“Please do, Honey. Whenever you’re ready for me to make you come again, take off those clothes, spread those thighs, and lie still, and I’ll take care of the rest.” He kisses my cheek, squeezing my knee, and chuckles at how speechless he leaves me.
I lean back in my seat, my mouth still hanging open and legs spread apart, wondering if he really means what he says.
Music plays as the car jumps back onto the road and he sings along to“Frosty The Snowman.”I join in halfway through the song, my heart lighting up when he holds my hand again and I’m no longer questioning his offer from before. He’s done everything he’s said he would so far. Not once has he fed me empty promises, and once we’re back inside my cabin, he proves himself even more by freeing my aching erection as he pins me against the wall.
I’m whimpering needily as he strokes me slowly between his fingers, attacking my neck with his mouth before licking his way up my jaw. My legs grow unsteady, feet feeling like they’re lifting off the ground when his skin buzzes over me with each beautiful brush. Tightening his grip, he pumps his fist quicker after something wet drips on my shaft.
“So beautiful like this. I want to keep you this way for as long as I can.”
More moans crawl up my throat and I arch my hips. “I’m . . . I’m so close.”
“I can feel how close you are, Honey. Your pretty little cock keeps leaking all over me.” His voice is deep and sultry, adding to my building pleasure.
“So close.”
“You ready to come for me? Ready to let me taste you again?” He licks at the corner of my mouth, driving me crazy with his hands, and I fuck forward, hole squeezing when his fingers slide down my crack. He rubs over my needy hole and I shoot my load. Who knew I had anything left? Who knew I’d be okay with being the only one to come for the second time?
I’m okay with it, feeling greedy for more, and when we’re on the couch watching a movie, I spread my thighs again. This time I flip to my stomach, undoing the front of my pants and exposing the top of my ass to him. Taking the bait, he tugs my pants and underwear down until they’re both around my ankles. Climbing between my thighs, he makes a deep guttural noise and spreads my ass cheeks.
