are still madly in love with each other.
“Love you guys!” I say as we walk out the door.
They wait in the doorway until we’ve pulled out of the driveway, and I can see them waving until we turn the corner.
“What did our dad say to you at the door, Greyson?” Beth pipes from the backseat. Huh. She caught that too.
He keeps his eyes on the road as he answers. “He said, ‘Welcome to the family!’And that if I break your heart, he’d happily break my face.”
Beth and I fall into a fit of laughs because we both know that, although Daddy loves Greyson, he meant every word.
I AM WIDE awake, dressed, and ready to go by eight o’clock. I might have said that he was good at planning surprises, but that didn’t mean I’m not chomping at the bit to find out where we are going.
“Did you pack everything I told you to bring?” he asks, walking out of the bathroom with a towel around his waist.
This would be one of those moments when his hotness stuns me into stupidity. I don’t answer. I just let my eyes roam over his sculpted chest and all the way down to his sexy V. Goddamn that V. I lick my lips and drag my gaze slowly back up, taking in all his beautiful tattoos and wet hair.
“Do you like what you see sweetheart?” He chuckles.
“Why yes, Mr. Hunnam. I believe I do,” I say, reaching out to run my nails down his abs, and he shudders.
“Don’t tease me, Hannah,” he growls. “Don’t start something you don’t intend to finish.”
I stand up, flicking his nipple with my tongue. “If you’re lucky, I’ll finish you later, but right now, I want to know where we’re going, so put some clothes on that body before I change my mind.” With that, I leave the room to say goodbye to the girls.
We’ve been driving for almost two hours and I’m starting to get antsy. He won’t tell me where we are going and I’m still turned on from when I saw him this morning. “Are we almost there?” I whine, looking over at his handsome profile.
“Not yet, sweetheart. One more hour.” He smiles over at me, and I get an idea.
“Will the road be this straight for a while?” I ask innocently.
“Yeah, it will be straight for a while.” He furrows his brow, looking worried. “Why? Are you feeling carsick? I can pull over?”
I shake my head and unbuckle my seatbelt. I lift the moveable console up and slide into the middle seat beside him. “What are you doing, sweetheart?” he questions looking adorably confused.
“I changed my mind,” I whisper, biting his earlobe between my teeth. “I want to finish you off now.” I reach down and grab him through his jeans.
“Jesus Christ!” he groans, gripping onto the steering wheel.
I move so I’m kneeling on the seat and start to unbuckle his belt. I can already see that he’s hard as a fucking rock, so I’m careful opening his zipper. I let out a small giggle when I see his long johns under the jeans. All damn year. He wasn’t joking, and I think it’s adorable. I tug down on the elastic of his long johns and his cock springs free. I squeeze my legs together at the sight of him.
His cock is perfect. Thick and pink. Soft skin over steel. Pre-come is dripping from the head, and I lick it off with my tongue. I fucking love the way he tastes. I grip him in my hand, running my tongue along the thick vein up his shaft. Every muscle in his body is wound tight from having to concentrate on the road and it has to be making his pleasure more intense. I suck him into my mouth, taking him as far as I can go before I start to gag. He’s so big, so it’s not very far. I start to suck him and pump my hand to the same rhythm, stopping every once in a while to twirl my tongue around the tip.
He takes one hand off the steering wheel and wraps it in my hair. “You have such a hot mouth, Hannah,” he groans, pushing my head down to take more of him in my mouth. I can tell he likes it when I take him so deep I gag. I cup his balls with one hand and take him as
“Love you guys!” I say as we walk out the door.
They wait in the doorway until we’ve pulled out of the driveway, and I can see them waving until we turn the corner.
“What did our dad say to you at the door, Greyson?” Beth pipes from the backseat. Huh. She caught that too.
He keeps his eyes on the road as he answers. “He said, ‘Welcome to the family!’And that if I break your heart, he’d happily break my face.”
Beth and I fall into a fit of laughs because we both know that, although Daddy loves Greyson, he meant every word.
I AM WIDE awake, dressed, and ready to go by eight o’clock. I might have said that he was good at planning surprises, but that didn’t mean I’m not chomping at the bit to find out where we are going.
“Did you pack everything I told you to bring?” he asks, walking out of the bathroom with a towel around his waist.
This would be one of those moments when his hotness stuns me into stupidity. I don’t answer. I just let my eyes roam over his sculpted chest and all the way down to his sexy V. Goddamn that V. I lick my lips and drag my gaze slowly back up, taking in all his beautiful tattoos and wet hair.
“Do you like what you see sweetheart?” He chuckles.
“Why yes, Mr. Hunnam. I believe I do,” I say, reaching out to run my nails down his abs, and he shudders.
“Don’t tease me, Hannah,” he growls. “Don’t start something you don’t intend to finish.”
I stand up, flicking his nipple with my tongue. “If you’re lucky, I’ll finish you later, but right now, I want to know where we’re going, so put some clothes on that body before I change my mind.” With that, I leave the room to say goodbye to the girls.
We’ve been driving for almost two hours and I’m starting to get antsy. He won’t tell me where we are going and I’m still turned on from when I saw him this morning. “Are we almost there?” I whine, looking over at his handsome profile.
“Not yet, sweetheart. One more hour.” He smiles over at me, and I get an idea.
“Will the road be this straight for a while?” I ask innocently.
“Yeah, it will be straight for a while.” He furrows his brow, looking worried. “Why? Are you feeling carsick? I can pull over?”
I shake my head and unbuckle my seatbelt. I lift the moveable console up and slide into the middle seat beside him. “What are you doing, sweetheart?” he questions looking adorably confused.
“I changed my mind,” I whisper, biting his earlobe between my teeth. “I want to finish you off now.” I reach down and grab him through his jeans.
“Jesus Christ!” he groans, gripping onto the steering wheel.
I move so I’m kneeling on the seat and start to unbuckle his belt. I can already see that he’s hard as a fucking rock, so I’m careful opening his zipper. I let out a small giggle when I see his long johns under the jeans. All damn year. He wasn’t joking, and I think it’s adorable. I tug down on the elastic of his long johns and his cock springs free. I squeeze my legs together at the sight of him.
His cock is perfect. Thick and pink. Soft skin over steel. Pre-come is dripping from the head, and I lick it off with my tongue. I fucking love the way he tastes. I grip him in my hand, running my tongue along the thick vein up his shaft. Every muscle in his body is wound tight from having to concentrate on the road and it has to be making his pleasure more intense. I suck him into my mouth, taking him as far as I can go before I start to gag. He’s so big, so it’s not very far. I start to suck him and pump my hand to the same rhythm, stopping every once in a while to twirl my tongue around the tip.
He takes one hand off the steering wheel and wraps it in my hair. “You have such a hot mouth, Hannah,” he groans, pushing my head down to take more of him in my mouth. I can tell he likes it when I take him so deep I gag. I cup his balls with one hand and take him as
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