I glanced over at Kimmy, judging that she was far enough that if I kept my voice low, she wouldn’t hear.
“Well, whenever it happens again,” I said, making my tone huskier, “I have some plans.”
John raised an eyebrow and studied me. His soft brown eyes had a hint of yellow in them that I’d only noticed after hours of gazing at them, and they shone like dark amber in the fading light. I could tell he was considering whether to ask me what exactly I had in mind. To help him decide, I lifted one of the berries to my mouth and bit into it, slowly and deliberately, not taking my eyes off him. He cleared his throat and looked away, and I knew I’d had the desired effect.
“Don’t you want to hear my plans?” I asked innocently.
John seemed to fight with himself for a moment. “I know what you’re up to. It won't work.”
“What won’t work?” I asked with a tiny shrug. “I wanted to tell you so that you’ll be prepared, but if you don’t want to know…I guess I’ll just have to think about it by myself while you’re on watch.”
He scowled. “Now you’re not playing fair.”
“Am I not?” I said, toying with a couple of the berries between my fingers. “Maybe I’ll think about our last time in the woods when you gave me a spank over your knee to make me come. All the while, you’ll be outside, unaware that just ten feet away, I’m coming to the thought of you.”
“Christ,” John said, palpable longing in his voice. “You liked that, huh? You been thinking about it a lot?”
I exhaled sharply. “How could I not?”
He was leaning slightly forward now, and his expression was a little tortured, which made me grin.
“I want you every minute,” I breathed. “I think about cornering you someplace private and kissing and touching you until you beg to take me. I think about crawling into the tent during Kimmy’s watch and riding you, knowing you can’t make a sound, until you can’t stand it anymore. I think about teasing you with my mouth, sucking you off slowly, tormenting you.”
I leaned in and pecked his lips.
“I want to push you to your limits, Wastelander,” I whispered against his mouth. “I want to bring you to your knees.”
I slowly backed away, watching John’s reaction. His pupils slightly dilated, and his hard gaze bore a hole through me. His mouth tightened, and he clenched his jaw. For a brief moment, I worried he was somehow angry; his whole body seemed coiled tight like a spring. Then he called out.
“Kim! Keep an eye on things. Claire and I are going for a walk.”
Before I knew what was happening, he’d pulled me to my feet, holding my hand in a death grip.
“What?” Kimmy called back, sounding confused.
John stopped only briefly. “I’m doing some teaching. We’ll be back soon.”
Without waiting for another reply, he pulled me along with him as he strode toward the edge of strip mall’s former parking lot.
Chapter 2
John
“You think you can play that game with me?” I growled. “I invented it.”
I'd hastily bolted the metal door of a tiny outbuilding and pushed Claire against it, grabbing her face in my hands and forcing her lips against mine. My cock pulsed almost painfully at the heat of her, at the way she moaned as I forced my tongue into her mouth.
My mouth moved to her neck, sucking and nibbling, and I spotted her expression: smug as hell, with a smile that said she was very proud of herself for making me lose control.
“On your knees,” I ordered. “I’m going to fuck that smile off your face.”
Claire bit her lip, taking a short little breath that told me how turned on she was. That did nothing to shrink my hardened cock, which strained against my pants.
Slowly, she lowered herself to the ground. I unbuckled my belt to free my cock before giving it a couple pumps and moving to her mouth.
“For the record,” Claire said, raising an eyebrow, “I think smugness is warranted, given how quickly the pants came down.”
Before I could give some sarcastic answer, she’d taken my cock between her lips. I groaned as she started to suck. I moved a hand into her hair, holding her in place so I could more easily fuck her incredibly hot mouth.
