Alex's POV
Wednesday, November 17 – North Carolina
Knowing we didn't have a lot of time together tonight, I was going to ensure I took advantage of every moment. That's why I grabbed dinner on the way home, ensuring that I remembered his burger order perfectly.
I also couldn't help but smile when I got there, in seeing him sitting on the couch engrossed in an episode of Yellowstone with the three dogs surrounding him, all cuddled up together. We were indeed the perfect family together, the five of us – woah, back it up there Alex. Let's not get too far ahead of yourself.
The night started off smoothly. He wanted my honest take on the NextGen car, to which I offered my perspective which was still perplexed in some regards. I hadn't driven this car much yet. There were things that I tried, but didn't want to over shove the envelope, unlike Austin and Kyle. There were things that I wish I had tried, trying to answer my own questions of curiosity.
I didn't want to talk about that. I didn't want to talk about his upcoming weekend out west. I didn't want to talk about NetFlix. For once, I also didn't want to talk about the dogs – sorry Finn and Roscoe.
Was it wrong that I totally wanted to take advantage of our last night together?
"Can I just say that I expected tonight to go totally differently?" I question after returning back from taking a pair of empty cans out of the kitchen. I was surprised by the puzzled glance that I got in return, thinking he'd get what I was thinking.
"What were you hoping for, Mr. Bowman?" He asks I sit back alongside him the couch. To be honest, I had been hoping for and looking forward to this since the first time.
"I was hoping you would give me another lesson before you have to leave for California." The smirk on his face meant that I had him exactly where I wanted him right now. It was clear that I was going to get my way, and that's a good thing.
"What if we had time for a couple lessons?" Now I wouldn't complain about that, either. I would take being pleasured by this man for the rest of my damn life. "I thought about what Alan said. I thought about what Chad said. I told Kyle that I am skipping tomorrow night to take part in the test tomorrow. Therefore, I can learn and get laps, while you get to do the commercial shoot that Ally has begging for."
"Why hasn't Kelsey..." I start, though a glance at my phone and I see the missed notification from a couple hours earlier. Of course, I was distracted by this man that I had missed her delivering the news before he could surprise me.
"I also did it for another reason." He then shifts so he's sitting on my lap, legs wrapped around either side of me. Damn, I could get used to this as he can ride me any day of the year. "I couldn't bare to leave you just yet."
"I will take suffering through a shoot for this."
There was no need for anymore words, or instructions, as we both understood the task at hand. A glance in each other's eyes, and the lust was there to tell us it both completely. Our lips clashed together, as he pushed back against the couch, taking full control as he sucked every part of me with his.
Fuck, his kisses were the most powerful, passionate, wonderful thing that I had ever tasted in damn life. Where had he learned to use his lips in this way?
"Daaaamn..." I let out in-between kisses as I reach around his back, pulling off the t-shirt that he had been wearing. It was actually one of mine, as I began to realize he probably stole a shower while I was at the track today. He actually looked better in that shirt than I did.
"Well I can see it doesn't take much to get you turned on," he comments, which wasn't a lie. A simple certain glance in the eyes, or a soft brush of his touch, and my manhood was ready for everything he had to deliver.
"What can I say, Elliott? You do something to me that nobody else is capable of."
With the brief separation from the kiss in our comments, I take advantage of the closeness, allowing my tongue to run along his jawline, before softly kissing his shoulder.
I wanted him to feel love on every inch of him. I wanted to show him that I could deliver it back just as he delivered it to me. it was one of those challenges for me, actually. With him having revealed his history, and why he wasn't ready to let go of control, I wanted to show him why I could be trusted. I wanted to show him that I would never hurt him, take advantage of him, and ensure he was pleasured in every way possible. Of course, before I could get there, I had to prove my worth and what I meant, and that began with simple things. When a door opened, not fully jumping in to take advantage of the situation, but enough to show caring measures.
"Like this?" He questions, rubbing his hand on my crotch, to which had completely found a rock hard appearance thanks to his being right against mine. Sorry, but there was only one way that I was coming off this high tonight.
"And the only person to solve that problem would be you," I tell him, as that was the fact. He had caused to happen so he deserved to ensure that it got what it wanted, right? "Besides, I can feel that I'm not the only one in that department..."
"I just hope you're ready for what I got planned for you tonight..."
I could only hope that I was as well, but I trusted that I was. I trusted every single inch of me in his hands, knowing that he'd ensure I was taken care of. I also knew that the passion ran deep between us and going there would be the only solution.
It was a slew of motions as my shirt was removed, followed by both of us removing our pants, somehow remaining on the couch through the entire process with him on top of me. I would definitely handle this view on a regular basis as there was nothing wrong with staring up looking at his sexy self.
"Have I told you how much I love you?" He questions, before shifting himself so we were right aligned once again.
I feel our hips buckle together lightly, ever so slightly. I then feel it again, this time with a little more force. It was gentle, it was soothing, it was caring, as if he wanted to ensure he took care of every bit of me for a beginning together.
But there was only one thing that I wanted, instead....
"Clyde..." I let out, a low moan escaping my lips as he continued the motions. "Harder, please..." My hands find their way to his hair, running it through the shortness, bringing his head back down to my level so I can allow my lips to find his again.
I wanted everything. I wanted to feel the passion. I wanted to just let go and know it all. I couldn't take the patience anymore as the feeling of holding it in longer was not going to happen.
I wanted to show him just as bad as I wanted it, hence taking control of kiss. I gave him every bit of passion I had in that kiss, allowing the low moan to escape once again I did so. It was the right trigger as the buckles together came faster, and stronger.
Our bodies fell together in perfect shape as there was no way that I wanted this ride to stop.
"Fuck, I need to cum..." He lets out, to which I instinctively allowed myself to lick my lips. If there was only one thing that I wanted for Christmas, it was to be able to taste every bit of this damn man whole.
"Let me help you," I request, though also knew there was no way that I was going to last much longer, either. The pressure just built.
"You're first..." Did that mean that I was going to get a chance?
I didn't have a chance to even debate that further, as fuck, there are no damn words that could ever describe what he continues to do to me. The tongue running down the center of my body, around the belly button for a tickle, it just increased that urge even more.
"Fuck..." I let out, a little frustrated though totally taken by the moment.
"Patience, it will be worth it," he assures me, and I hope that meant that I would get a taste eventually. Actually, scratch it, it was worth it without that in feeling him take me whole, suck with every bit of him that he could. It was like I found a whole new side of him in feeling the passion behind those suckles, ensuring each one meant something.
Of course, going that far that quick, there was only one thing left as I cummed shortly thereafter, with him repeating the process form the other night in enjoying every inch.
"Trust me, please..." I beg somehow through that, hoping that meant that my turn was right around the corner to do the same to him in return.
I was expecting for a big fat no to happen right now. I was expecting him for to deny me immediately, referring to those fears he spoke of. I was expecting him to just follow the same thing that he did before.
Ensure, he sat back on the couch with a glance towards to me that simply dared me to take the bait and do it.
I am never one to back down from a challenge as I allowed myself to slide off the couch, still trying to find the strength to recover from what I just felt through him. I go over to where he sat, legs spread out, allowing my tongue to run up the length of his leg. Sure, I could've taken simple advantage but this was about creating trust.
"Please Alex..." He begs, and I knew that I didn't have much time left before he was set to give up on my ways, or return back to grace.
Reaching my destination, it was like a whole new world that I hadn't ever seen. I never thought in a million years that I would be doing something like this, yet alone sober and with my teammate. But here we were, and I wouldn't change a damn thing.
I almost felt like a school kid, afraid of doing something, as my tongue quivered upon leaving my mouth and placing the first touch on his tip. That was a process that seemed to repeat as I explored more of the area.
Fuck, why hadn't I done this sooner? Damn, he tasted good and it made me just want even more. Like, this tasted better than any drink that I've ever had, and I mean ever. There was something so sweet that I couldn't even describe, and I just wanted it all.
With the tongue comfortable, and knowing his trust was in my hands, I fully allow him in my mouth, beginning to suck slowly.
"Fuck Alex, I can't hold this anymore....." He lets out, beginning to buckle against my mouth, as if to speed along the process.
Holy fuck, I almost lost my balance in the sensation that the motion gave me. However, I was wrong – I could handle this. I also didn't want to lose the opportunity, allowing my suckles to increase in impact and speed.
It wasn't long that you could say I felt like a pro, full speed ahead, lost in the moment as the passion just took over and taught me everything that I needed.
The reward – even more beautiful tasteful sweetness that I was about to savor for the rest of my damn life. I could probably spend hours licking my lips to ensure I enjoyed every last drop as he cummed right in my mouth.
"Thank you..." I say to him as I climb back up on the couch, sitting alongside him as he glances over with a smile of his own. It appears as though as I have passed the test ahead of me. "Thank you for trusting me..."
"You're not so bad," he tells me, before leaning in for a kiss together. "I needed that so thank you..."