“No time to chat,” Sera growled at us. “You need to get out of here before air traffic control realizes we stopped. This might be a tiny airport, but we can’t count on them being completely oblivious.”
“You heard the woman,” Morgan replied. “I left the engine running. I bought the car yesterday and the title work is in your name. There’s a cooler in the back that Angel packed for you, and you’ll find a suitcase filled with clothes, toiletries and the papers you had overnighted to me.”
“It sounds like you thought of everything,” Brecken called out as we made our way down the stairs.
“You didn’t even say thank you,” I pointed out when he climbed into the driver’s seat after getting me belted in on the passenger’s side.
“We don’t usually do the thank you thing,” he replied. “Morgan’s my best friend.”
“Wow,” I breathed. “Your best friend does stuff like loaning you his plane and buying you a car?”
“Not usually, but this mission was different.”
“Different?” I repeated. Could what I was thinking be true? Had he been serious when he’d said I’d been precious to him from the moment he saw my photo? Had he really reached out to his friend because of what he felt for me from the start? “Because of me?”
He reached across the console to squeeze my hand. “Haven’t you figured it out yet, Hadley? I’d do just about anything for you.”
I cocked my head and studied him as he raced out of the service entrance to the private airport and headed for the highway. As hard as it was to believe since we’d only met two days ago, I had faith he was telling me the truth. Although the sun was setting in the sky, I could still see his face clearly. His eyes were focused on the road ahead of us, but his expression was determined, as though keeping me safe was his most important mission. My heart raced in my chest as butterflies took flight in my stomach.
“I feel the same way about you, Brecken.”
His hand tightened around mine and he briefly glanced my way, male satisfaction in his gaze. “You already did all you need to do, my precious girl. It’s my job to take care of you from here on out.”
With his declaration, my heart melted and I was filled with the resolve to make sure this relationship, whatever it was, didn’t end up being one-sided. I wanted to give to Brecken at least as much as I took from him. It was the one thought which kept replaying in my head as we raced through the evening, heading towards Brecken’s home. “I don’t even know where you live,” I mumbled.
Brecken must have had exceptional hearing because he caught what I said. “Chicago.”
“Is that where we’re headed?”
“It is,” he confirmed.
It was dark outside and there wasn’t much traffic on the road with us. “Any idea when we’ll need to stop?”
“I’d like to go until we need to stop for gas in about an hour or so, if that works for you.”
I turned my head away from him to hide my sly grin. “It’s more than okay with me.”
Taking a deep breath, I gave myself a silent pep talk. Life was short. I was stronger than I knew. I could do anything if I set my mind to it. Even this.
I unlaced my fingers from his grip and lifted his arm to place it over my shoulder. Then I undid my seat belt and leaned sideways in my seat to whisper in his ear. “Remember back at the waterfall when I said I wanted to taste you too?”
His arm dropped down, his hand tightening on the back of my neck and holding me in place. “Yes,” he hissed out. “But you don’t need to do it like this.”
I pushed against his hold to look into his eyes. “What if I want to do it exactly like this? To have my first blow job happen with you right here in the front seat while you’re driving me to the safety of your home?”
“Fuck, Hadley,” he groaned, his hand clenching. “How the hell am I supposed to say no to something like that?”
“You’re not,” I breathed out. “You should give in and let me do exactly what I want.”
He released my neck, moving his hand down my back. With his other hand, he set the cruise control right at the speed limit and undid his cargo pants, unzipping the fly and shoving his boxers down. His dick jutted out, fully hard. It was all the permission I needed. I reached down and gave it a few tentative strokes.
“Feels so damn good.”
The huskiness of Brecken’s voice made me bold, or bolder than I was already being. I strengthened my grip on him and rose to my knees in my seat. Bending forward, I moved my hand from his dick to the side of his seat and placed the other on the handbrake for leverage. Once I was positioned the right way, I dipped my head and licked the tip of his dick, enjoying the salty taste of the drop of pre-come I gathered on my tongue. His answering groan told me how much he was enjoying my actions and spurred me on more.
Sliding my mouth halfway down his length, I suck at him eagerly. My cheek muscles were straining to fit him into my mouth and I struggled to take more of his dick.
“Work your mouth up and down on me.”
