“There’s something I didn’t tell you about the watch,” I say as we’re on the way to my house.
“What’s that?” Cass asks.
“I said it wasn’t one of mine, and it’s not, but I am going to have my team work on something similar. A line of medical devices disguised as watches with the best technology out there.”
Cassius looks almost drunk as he smiles at me from the passenger seat.
“Could you be any more perfect?”
“I am far from perfect.”
“Pretty sure you’re the definition of it,” he adds.
I reach for his hand and lock our fingers together.
“I don’t hate the idea of fucking you, but I will admit that I thoroughly enjoy cuddling with you in my bed.”
Cassius laughs. “Going soft, Harmon?”
“Actually, I’m pretty fucking hard.”
He glances at my crotch and licks his lips when his gaze settles on the thick outline of my dick. His free hand slides over my thigh and grabs onto my erection, squeezing.
“Think I can make you come before we get to your house?”
“No doubt in my mind,” I say.
“I need to be sure,” he says, undoing his seatbelt so he can lean closer. I shift so he can get to my button and zipper. There is no hesitation taking me into his mouth, right to the back of his throat. It’s warm and tight, and I’m already aching to come.
He moans as he bobs his head, and I do my damnedest to focus on the road and not how good it feels. It’s not easy, especially when there’s an orgasm just on the edge.
“Cassius,” I groan, swerving back into the proper lane. I thrust my hips up. “Deeper. Take me deeper.” I hiss when he gags around me, warm saliva pooling at the base of my cock. “Just like that. Yes. So good.”
I grasp onto his hair and tug him up, then press him back down. My legs shake, the car slows because I can’t press my foot on the gas to accelerate.
“Are you ready for my cum?” I ask.
“Uh-huh,” he mumbles around my cock. I push him down again, and the orgasm hits me hard. I pulse in his mouth. He swallows every drop. I force my eyes to stay open, though everything is a bit blurry, and swerve into the right lane again.
Cassius wipes his mouth with the back of his hand, kisses the corner of my mouth, and then tucks me away.
“You are trouble,” I say.
“You like it.”
“I will not lie about that.”
Cassius walks right up the stairs when we get inside, going directly to my bedroom. Something about that is attractive. Him in my house, making his way to my room like it’s his too…
He strips on the way, facing me and walking backward towards the bed where he sits once there isn’t a bit of fabric covering his gorgeous body.
“Can I admit something?” he asks, his tone low, sultry.
“Anything.” I loosen my tie and pull it off, dropping it on the chair across from the bed. I start on the buttons of my shirt.
“I’d planned on coming back with you tonight the entire day.”
“Is that so?”