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“Just keep your eyes and focus on the road. Let me take care of the rest.”

“I-I-I’m not sure I can.”

The second Garrett tugs at my pants, my hips lift of their own accord, and the moment he pulls my aching dick out and wraps his hand around it, I forget all train of thought.

“Holy fuck,” I gasp as he slowly strokes me. “If we get pulled over…”

“We won’t. Now focus and let me give you what you need.”

“This is barely going to scratch the surface,” I confess. “I need⁠—”

“Patience. You can have anything you want when we get back to your place. Right now, just try to relax and not kill us.”

“How is that meant to help me relax?”

When his thumb brushes over the head of my cock, collecting my precum, a violent shudder rips through me.

“I’m not going to last,” I confess.

“It’s a nice change for it not to be me who’s too quick on the trigger.”

“You’re not funny,” I grunt. “Fuck, you feel so good though.”

“Just imagine how much better it’ll feel when you're sliding into my ass later.”

“Oh, fuck. Fuck.” That visual is the final straw, and I come with a cry, coating both his hand and my shirt with cum.

He works me until I shudder with relief, and then he sits back and lifts his hand to his mouth.

I glance over just in time to see him suck me clean from his fingers, and instantly, I’m rocking a semi all over again.

48

COOPER

Ican’t wait to get upstairs; instead, I stop in the kitchen and back Garrett against the kitchen island.

Memories of our first time here flicker through my mind. Thoughts of him on his knees as he sucked my dick ensure that I’m hard as fucking steel again.

He got me off only minutes ago in the car—it was the best fucking journey of my life—but from how desperate my dick is, you wouldn’t think it actually happened.

Our kiss is filthy and our hands are everywhere.

My skin burns with every touch as I work to get his clothes from his body.

His hoodie goes first, then his T-shirt, allowing me to kiss down his neck and onto his chest as I work to undo the tie on his waist and shove his sweats down.

A deep groan of delight rips from my lips when I discover that he’s commando underneath.

“Easier access,” he explains as his sweats hit his ankles.

His dick is hard and standing proud from his body, the tip glistening.

My mouth waters and my knees hit the cool tiles beneath me as I eagerly put him in my mouth.

“Fuck,” I moan as his taste floods my senses.

It’s only been a couple of days, but I’ve been craving this.