We finish our dinner over small talk and just enjoy each other’s company. We say our goodbyes to Luke and Gabe on our way out, thanking them for their hospitality.
“No parting words to give Kaden your love or anything, Bryce? You feeling well?” Luke’s questioning brows and hand to Bryce’s forehead make us laugh. “You must really like this one.”
“Yeah, maybe just a little bit.” Bryce shoots an ear-to-ear smile my way until Luke adds, “I’ll have to tell Kaden about our new friend,” winking playfully at Bryce.
Bryce’s arm hooks around my waist, guiding me out the door while giving Luke a side-eye. This has to be the little flirting-with-boyfriends game that they spoke about earlier. Although I haven’t officially met Kaden, I have a feeling we may get along well with these games our men like to play.
I feel like I have my own personal guard dog when Bryce buckles my seatbelt as if to prevent anyone from taking me before he gets in the car.
“Is Luke going to come steal me away from you now?”
“If I didn’t see how in love with Kaden he is, I wouldn’t trust him, even if it was only to mess with me.”
“Kaden must beveryin love with him too. The confidence they have together. Oof, I couldn’t imagine.”
“What do you mean?” Bryce raises an eyebrow.
“Nothing. You can just see how much they love each other.”
He hesitates before putting the car in drive and taking off. I’m tired of being an anxious mess inside, so I stifle my nerves before they get too strong of a hold on me. Reaching over the center console, I unbutton Bryce’s slacks and wrap my hand around his thick cock.
“Fuck, babe. While I’m driving, really?” He feigns indignation even as he stretches out and widens his legs for me. I take the opportunity and stroke him until he’s semi-hard, then lean over the console and close my wet lips around his tip. He hisses and runs his fingers through my hair. When I slide my lips down until my nose barely touches the short dark hair at the base of his cock, the car jerks to the right, making me gag.
“Shit, are you okay?” Bryce gives me an apologetic look as he pulls the car over and cuts the engine.
“Yeah, just warn a guy,” I joke through my coughing fit.
He grasps the back of my neck as soon as I’m stable and seals his lips to mine in a sinful kiss, claiming me as his once again.
My hand seeks out his cock, stroking him while he devours me until I can’t take it anymore. I need to have him inside me one way or another.
I reach around him and lower his seat until he’s in a reclining position, all while he watches me with a devilish grin. There’s no way I can straddle him in this car with how big we both are, and we’re parked right out in the open. I’m not that brave. Instead, I take him back into my mouth, deep-throating him in one motion as I moan alongside him. Geez, I love sucking his cock. I can’t believe I missed out on this for years.
He shoves his hand down my shirt, rubbing my back while his other hand massages my neck and head as I work him over. “Shit, how the hell are you so good at this already? Unngghhh…slow down, slow down.”
I don’t grant his request, instead picking up pace and adding both hands, jerking and twisting along his shaft as I suck on his head and tease his slit with my tongue. His panting fills the car, joining my loud moans as he begins thrusting into my mouth while he fists my curls. I brace myself against the door and his chair, letting him use my mouth for his pleasure and enjoying every second of it. With every thrust into me, I suck harder as he pulls away. My own dick throbs, and I can feel it leaking all over me as I push the heel of my hand against it.
“Fuck, baby, you’re gonna make me come.” Then he pushes deep into my throat with a growl, just as I feel his cum spurting into me. It’s enough to send me over the edge, and the next thing I know, I’m coming hands-fucking-free. There are hundreds of thoughts swirling like a typhoon in my mind as my body spasms and I swallow his release, but the one that stands out the most is how much this man is and has always been my everything.
I lick up every remnant of his cum and wipe my mouth with the hem of his dress shirt. “Sorry about that.” I grin cheekily.
He takes it off and wipes my mouth thoroughly. “I’d never leave you messy,” he says as he kisses me softly.
I’m embarrassingly wet in my pants, so I shove his shirt partially down the front of them and wait it out as Bryce laughs and rights his slacks.
“I’ll get us home quickly.”
As we get back on the road, the silence is calming. Bryce’s hand in mine and a cold breeze coming from the slightly opened window are perfect right now.
“Are you ready for your next few games?”
“Yeah. Game three of the first round is in two days. We leave first thing in the morning.”
His silence speaks volumes. I know he’s in his head about being alone at night now. He’s become so used to having me in his bed, I think we’re both afraid his sleep issues may worsen when I’m gone. Especially since he shared the details of his dad’s death with me. When we were younger, and I asked him about it, he always said he didn’t want to talk about it. After a while I just stopped asking.
“I’m only a phone call away.” I press my lips to the back of his hand.
“I get home from work too late to bother you when you’re on the road, Bode.”
