“You know I can’t drive with you on my lap, right?”
“I bet you could, I bet you could do anything you put your mind to,” I moan into the juncture of his neck while trailing lazy kisses all over his skin. His smell is intoxicating. It’s masculine and strong. Is it weird that I can sense the smell of ink on him? Does ink smell any particular way? I’m not sure but that’s how my man smells. My man.
“Let’s make a deal.” I perk up because I can hear the mischievous undertone. “Get in the passenger seat so I can drive us somewhere that you can climb on me all you want.”
“And kiss you?” I ask, hoping for at least more of that. He nods so I ask for more. “Everywhere I want?” I can feel his hard dick twitch through his jeans at my words.
“Every-fucking-where,” he growls and I shiver. “Now get into the fucking truck so I can finally put my hands all over you.” He slaps my ass playfully and I jump into action not wanting to wait any longer. He sits behind the wheel and in seconds we’re on the move. My leg bounces impatiently while my thoughts drift off to what he’ll do to me when we get to his place. Gavin puts his hand on my thigh feeling it tremble under his palm. “Are you cold?” His question brings me back to the here and now.
“What?” What was the question? Oh, cold, right. “No, no. I’m totally fine.”
“But I can feel you shivering.” He looks at me for a second with concern before his eyes go back to the road. “I can turn up the heat if you’d like.”
I laugh because he can’t be that oblivious. “It’s not because I’m cold…” I move his hand up my leg so he can feel the reason. “That’s why.” He squeezes my dick gently and his breath quickens as the car starts to pick up speed. “I have plans for you so maybe try to get us there in one piece.” He takes back his hand and grabs the steering wheel so hard his knuckles go white.
“We wouldn’t want to ruin your plans, would we?” His eyes meet mine again for a moment.
Ugh. The wait is going to kill me.
Are we there yet?
When we arrive at his place I don’t even wait for him to shut the engine off. I climb across the center console, sliding my legs on either side of him. He laughs at me but whatever. He did tell me that I can climb him all I want.
“What am I going to do with you?” He bends down and inhales deeply before kissing my neck.
“Every-fucking-thing,” I groan and lean my head back to give him better access. “Move Gavin, or else your neighbors will get to see a live porn show.”
Without another word he opens the truck door and gets out with me still attached to him. Like I said, I live here now. When we get inside, I’m not even sure if he closed the door before I’m being laid on a hard wooden surface. A table maybe? Not that I give a shit, the man could fuck me on top of a dog crate and I wouldn’t care.
“Is this really happening?” I can’t believe we’re here and that I can finally feel his lips on my skin.
“It is. Unless it’s one of my dreams again, in which case I will be really, really pissed.” I cup his face in my hands and bring his eyes to meet mine.
“You’ve been dreaming about this?” I ask, surprised.
“Every fucking night for the last month.” His mouth meets mine in a hungry kiss. I could stay like this for eternity, but why should I limit myself when he said I could kiss him everywhere.
“Take me to bed, Gavin.”
CHAPTER 14
GAVIN
I don’t hesitate, lifting him from the side table in my entryway. I wrap my arms around him and basically jog to my bedroom, drop him on top of my mattress and watch as he begins to undress himself. I am mesmerized as more and more of his beautiful creamy skin is revealed. I can’t tear my gaze away from him, I don’t want to miss a second of this show.
“What are you waiting for?” he asks as he stalks toward me with his hands on his hips standing before me in just black boxers. I feel a pang of disappointment that it’s not lacy like it was in my dreams. I wonder if he will wear something like that for me.
“I was enjoying the show.” I shrug. His eyes darken as he steps closer and creeps his hand under my shirt to lightly caress my soft belly before getting lost in the thick hair growing on my chest. I groan, unable to bring myself to participate, part of me still believing it’s another dream, and I soooo don’t want to wake up. He yanks my shirt over my head.
“Why aren’t you touching me?” He leans over and kisses my pecs one after another.
“I don’t want to wake up,” I pant, watching his mouth as it closes over my nipple. He bites hard, the sting making my back arch off the door I’d been leaning against. Not a dream then.“Oh fuck. Do that again.”
“We are going to talk more about your dreams. I want to know all about your fantasies.” His grin is salacious as he begins kissing down the center of my chest to my navel. Kneeling in front of me now he looks like a damn mirage. “But now…” His eyes meet mine while his fingers deftly pop the button and undo the zipper on my jeans. “Now I want to prove to you I’m so much better than your imagination.” My cock springs free as he tugs down my jeans and underwear in one swift move. I can hear purrs of appreciation coming from him like he’s a damn cat. “Mhmm, that’s definitely better than what I’ve been imagining.” He holds my cock in a tight grip, stroking me slowly, twisting his palm around my head and damn near sending me to my knees. My head jerks back, hitting the hard wood behind me at the pleasure from a simple stroke. Then I feel his hot, sweet lips closing around the tip.
“Yes, Jesussss, don’t stop,” I groan. My hands grip his curls. I try not to pull too hard, because I don’t want to hurt him, but it’s nearly impossible with the way he’s literally swallowing my dick. My hips start to thrust in and out. I’m so close to coming already, I can feel my release tingling at the base of my spine, but it’s like he senses it and lets me slip from his mouth and grabs me hard at the base.
“Nope. Not yet, Grumpy Bear.” He stands up and puts his arms around my neck. Standing on tiptoes he whispers against my ear, “I’m not letting you come until you’re balls deep inside my tight ass.”
