Page 19 of Hooking the Captain
Tilting his head to the side, he exposed the slope of his neck and I didn’t hesitate to lean down and lick his skin, which made him groan.
“Are you sure about this?” he asked. “What if people see?”
The people around us were the least of my worries, and with the NDA signed, I could finally be myself and indulge my needs—ones I was tired of taking care of alone. “We’ll see the flashlights coming and we can hide under the blankets.”
“And here I thought the blankets were if we got cold.” He chuckled.
I smirked and then lightly nipped his neck. “I guess they’re good for multiple things.” My hand that was on his chest moved down again and I popped the button of his jeans. “I want to touch you.”
“God, yes,” he panted and lifted enough to pull his pants down a little to give me better access.
My hand slid just under the band of his boxers to toy with the trail of hair that led to his dick. “I’m going to jerk you like I do myself, okay?”
“Okay,” he barely whispered, as my hand slipped farther into his underwear.
My cock strained against the zipper of my jeans, and even though I wanted to come too, the need to make Ford come was even stronger. It was the first time I would touch another man’s dick, and my heart pounded in my chest, but I didn’t stop. My fist wrapped around his length and I released his shaft from the confines of his boxers.
Giving him a few slow strokes, I asked, “Does that feel good?”
“Yes,” he breathed.
I moved his boxers further down with my other hand and cupped his balls, rolling them in my palm. He squirmed, his backside rubbing against my crotch.
“If you keep doing that, then we’ll both be naked very soon.”
“What’s wrong with that?” he sassed.
I released his balls and cupped his face with one hand, bringing his lips closer to mine. “Then we’ll do something for the first time that I don’t want to do in the back of my truck.”
“Oh. Well?—”
I cut him off with my mouth, seizing his lips. Our tongues moved together as I pumped his dick, rolling my hand over his silky crown and back down his length.
“Are you going to let me taste you again?” he asked, breaking our kiss.
“Yeah, if you want to.”
“I do.”
The thought of his mouth on my cock again had my hand moving faster. He groaned and panted as I worked his long shaft, twisting at the top and going back down over and over.
Ford lifted his shirt and his hips thrusted up as though he was trying to fuck my hand. “I’m going to come.”
I took his mouth again, kissing him with everything in me, as I jerked him until he was shooting his hot cum on his stomach and in my hand. I slowly pumped him until he was done and then, without a thought, I licked my palm that was coated with his salty seed.
“Fuck, Coop,” he groaned as he watched me in the moonlight.
“You taste better than I’d imagined,” I admitted.
Without a word, he rose onto his knees, pulled his boxers and jeans up, and then dove for my pants. I slid down until my back was flat against the bed of my truck, and Ford made quick work of my jeans. Once my throbbing cock hit the cool air, his hot mouth was on me. He bobbed a few times and then engulfed my full length, running his tongue around my shaft and then sucking as he came up.
“Fuck yeah,” I panted.
Ford didn’t stop until I came down his throat and then we lay under the stars until it got late and we both needed sleep. I took him home, kissed him goodnight before he climbed out of my truck, and then drove away with the biggest smile on my face.
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