Page 91 of Lovesick
Merit and I make idle chitchat for the rest of the drive, and when she turns down my street, disappointment punctures my chest like a rusty piece of rebar. I don’t want to say goodbye to her yet. I hate saying goodbyes. They’re so…final.
I wring my hands in my lap, looking out at the darkened houses. “The night was kind of a bust, huh?”
Her tone, strangely, isn’t bogged down by secondhand sadness. “It doesn’t have to be.”
“What do y?—”
Without warning, she pulls over to a row of empty parking spots and kills the engine. I have no idea what she’s doing.
“What’s going on?” I ask. “Is everything okay?”
Merit unbuckles her seat belt, her bright blue eyes akin to two swirling vortexes glutted with lust, and she traps her bottom lip between her teeth. “That depends. Are you going to let me thank you for tonight?”
I admit that I’m not the brightest bulb in the chandelier, but I’m should’ve-taken-a-right-turn-three-miles-back lost. Not to mention that Merit usually throws me off my game, which I’m now questioning if I ever had in the first place. Her suggestive gaze, the privacy, my rollercoaster of emotions—they all bolster the blazing pressure in my groin.
I retract my seat belt. “Thank me?”
She nods, feigning innocence. “You’ve been nothing but understanding about my hesitation.”
I don’t know why, but I suddenly feel shy, shirking away from the praise. “It’s no big deal.”
“It is, and I want to show you how much I appreciate you, baby.”
Baby. That’s the first time she’s given me a pet name, and I fuckinglovethe sound of it.
Merit climbs into the back seat, making sure that I get an eyeful of the frilly pink panties peeking out beneath the hem of her short skirt.
Fuck me.
When she gets herself situated, she pats the seat next to her, waiting for me to join her with that come-hither demeanor.
I gulp thickly, hooking my finger in the collar of my button-up and pulling it away from my fever-hot neck. Squeezing through the opening with a lot less grace than she did, I bump limbs and mumble an apology. It’s quite roomy back here considering she drives a Mercedes-Benz.
Sensibility thrown to the wayside, I’m caught off guard when Merit marries our lips together in a world-spinning kiss, eager to get her fill, her palm coming up to cup the side of my cheek. I reciprocate her urgent hunger, crawling my fingers over her side and yanking her forcefully into me. I’m not afraid to bruise her this time.
Breaking away from the kiss, she drags her lips down the steep incline of my throat, perfecting a hickey that Iknowmy teammates are going to give me hell for, and her fingers toy with the zipper of my pants.
I freeze. “What are you doing?”
“What does it look like I’m doing? I want to suck my boyfriend’s cock.”
God, you’ve given your toughest battle to your weakest soldier. This blowjob is about to be over in an embarrassingly short amount of time.
My eyes bulge out of their sockets. “You do?”
“Of course I do. Look at you, Crew. You’re fucking irresistible,” she whimpers, licking over the bruise that she’s kneaded into my neck. “I’m still hungry. I need this right now—I need you.”
“Oh, fuck, baby,” I moan, my swollen cock stressing against the seam of my pants, throbbing in concentrated pulses. “I’m yours. Whenever. Wherever. Take whatever you need from me.”
Merit kneels in front of me, slowly pulling my jeans andboxers down to my ankles, releasing my dick from its tight confines. It bobs upright—the head ringed in sticky pre-cum—and my heavy balls draw up in anticipation.
She licks her lips sensually, rubbing her thumb over the oozing slit, then taking some of the emission and smearing it over her tongue. “Are you going to be a good boy for me? Are you going to fuck my throat with your long, hard cock? Are you going to flood my mouth with so much cum that I’ll gag?”
My abdominals clench, and I’m so dizzy that it feels like the walls of the car are caving in. “Gonna abuse that pretty throat of yours until you’re a weeping mess, Princess. I’m territorial over what’s mine.”
“You’re so big. It’ll be a tight fit.”
“I’ll stretch you out,” I promise.
