“We shouldn’t do this.”
“I’ll come over tonight,” he whispers as his hand slides into my jeans. “Trinity and I will say we’re going out, and I’ll come over. I know you want me. Your dick is so hard right now. You could fuck me with it tonight. Just like you did before. You told me you would ruin me, and that’s exactly what you did. I don’t want anyone but you.”
“Tristan…”
He kisses my neck, squeezing my dick and then bending down to suck me into his mouth. Oh shit. Looking around, I quickly find a parking lot and pull over. Once the car is parked,I lean the seat back and enjoy his hot mouth on me, burying my fingers in his thick hair.
“God, I missed you,” he murmurs before enclosing his mouth on me again. I want to fuck him so bad, but I don’t have lube.
“Get on my lap.”
Tristan grins as he climbs across the seat and straddles me. He unzips his jeans and pulls his dick out, stroking it as he watches me with hooded eyes. I kiss him hard, owning his mouth like I’m about to own his ass. I slide my hands in his jeans, gripping his ass, and tickling his entrance with my finger, while he grinds on me, rubbing our dicks together.
“Tell me you missed me,” he whispers. “Please.”
“I fucking missed you.” I reach to my side and push the button for the seat to recline. It’s the middle of the day on a holiday. We could be caught by so many people, and I don’t fucking care.
Tristan smiles, rubbing along my body. “I need to taste you, baby. Don’t stop me until you’re done.”
“Get on your knees. I need your ass.”
Tristan rises onto his knees, lifting his ass in the air, close enough that I can maintain my finger penetration. As he sucks, I gaze out the window watching joggers and people walking by. It’s more of a turn on than I even imagined.
After a few minutes, I look down at him, working hard to bring me to the edge. “You like my dick, baby?”
“Love,” he murmurs. “I can’t wait to taste you.”
“Any second now. You’re doing such a good job. You do love to suck a big cock, don’t you?”
He moans. “Just yours.”
I close my eyes, whispering ‘Tristan’ as I come, pumping into his mouth and down his throat. I immediately push him back and go to work on him, sucking him hard as I pump my finger in his tight hole. He grips my shoulders fucking my mouth withall he’s got. I know it’s about to happen. I can feel his muscles tightening, so I brace myself, swallowing every drop he gives me. I move up to his mouth, swirling my tongue with his, and brushing his hair from his face.
Tristan smiles. “You are everything.”
I cup his face. “I don’t know what it is about you, but I can’t resist.”
He smiles. “It’s just like this with us.”
I nod. “We need butter and cream.”
“Yeah.”
We both sit up, tucking everything back in, and continue on to the store. We don’t say anything about it until we’re back in the car.
“Try to be cool when we get back.”
Tristan nods. “I will. It was so awesome though. Can I see you tonight?”
“Let’s just see how the night goes. I don’t want your dad to notice anything. He already does. I could see it in his eyes.”
Tristan nods. “You’re right, Bishop. I just got overwhelmed seeing you again. I told myself the whole trip here I would be cool, but I fell apart. I’m sorry.”
“Don’t be sorry. I just want to be respectful.”
“But you missed me?” His eyes plead with mine. “You’re still attracted to me?”
“Obviously.”
