Chapter 19

We rush out of the bar, tossing a goodbye to our friends over our shoulders, ignoring Dex's teasing jabs on our way out, and make a mad dash for Zeke's car. Like a gentleman, he opens the passenger side door for me and even helps secure my seatbelt, brushing his arm against my chest in the process.

"You did that on purpose." I gasp with a smirk.

His hungry eyes meet mine and I can feel the tension in them. "Did I?"

He closes my door and walks around to the front, sliding in next to me, not saying much at all. This may very well be the quietest twenty-minute drive we've ever had. If he's anything like me, he's thinking about every detail of what might happen the minute we walk through his front door.

Because that's what's running through my head.

What his tongue is going to feel like on me.

What it will feel like when he's pulsing inside me.

Does he have condoms?

Should I tell him I'm on the pill?

Why can't he literally live next door?

This drive is almost painful.

How could I turn the table and tease him a little?

Give him a little taste of his own medicine…

Make him feel all hot and bothered before we even get in the door.

Turning my gaze toward him, I study his face. Clenched jaw, steely focused eyes, hands gripping the steering wheel. A glance at the speedometer tells me he's pushing the speed limit and that makes me smile to myself.

He wants to get home.

He's tense.

Turned on.

He wants this as much as I do.

I reach over and slide my left hand across his thigh, squeezing ever so slightly. The light hiss of a gasp telling me I've caught him off guard.

"You okay over there?" I ask knowing full well he's anything but okay.

To my surprise though, he moves my hand from his thigh to his stiff bulge allowing me to feel how turned on he is for me. "Does this tell you anything?"

"That must be uncomfortable," I tease him.

He lets out a little scoff and gives me a sideways smile. "Totally worth it."

I trace my thumb over his erection and hear him mumble "Christ."

A number of dirty thoughts run through my mind. "I could help you with this you know."

"Not necessary," he answers softly.

"I don't believe I said anything about it being necessary."

Maybe I'm crazy.

Maybe I'm stupid.

Or maybe I'm just a woman extremely turned on by the man she's going home with, because I want this man right now. I want to see what he does when the tides are turned and I'm the one in charge. And more than that, I'm desperate to please him.

I give his jeans one strong tug and smile when the button pops open. Zeke glances down to my hand before his eyes are back on the road. "Ada, what are—"

"Shhh," I tell him as I gently pull the zipper down, sneak my hand into his boxer briefs, and free his hardened cock from the confines of the tight fabric.

"Fuuuuck, Ada."

A proud smile spreads across my face as I grip his straining shaft in my hand, massaging his velvety soft skin between my fingers. He closes his eyes for just a second before I take control of what I've started.

"Eyes on the road Mr. Miller."

"What are you doing?"

Marveling at your impressive cock.

Praising the penis Gods on your behalf.

Fantasizing about what you taste like.

"Exploring."

I can tell I'm affecting him. His breathing has picked up and he moans with every movement of my hand, but he also shifts in his seat, settling in and spreading his legs. Allowing me the opportunity to play. "I know I should be stopping you, but I'm not going to lie. Your hand feels fucking good around my cock."

I lift a brow. "Your cock?"

He looks at me questioningly.

"No Sir," I correct him, squeezing his shaft a little tighter in my hand, making his mouth open as he draws in a tight breath. I lean over the small console and swirl my tongue around the head, licking the precum from the tip.

"Ada. Fuuuuck."

Licking my lips, I state matter-of-factly, "This cock is no longer yours. You see, I've licked it. And now that I've licked it, it's mine."

He laughs. "Fucking hell."

But he's not laughing anymore when I lean over and take his entire swollen cock into my mouth as far back as I can possibly go.

"Motherrrr fuuuuck, Ada."

He slides a hand into the tendrils of my hair as if he's going to guide me, but he lets me have complete control.

"This okay?" I ask, taking just the tip into my mouth this time, swirling my tongue over the sensitive skin.

"More than okay," he groans. "It's fucking phenomenal."

His praise emboldens me. I live for every moan and groan he shares with me. I want every one of them. Opening my mouth wider, I suck him in until I feel him at the back of my throat.

"Jesus fuck," he moans. "You're going to make me lose control."

"Then you better get us home quickly," I tease before I squeeze the base of his shaft with my hand and suck the rest of him into my mouth hard and fast. He can't let his head roll back. He can't move from where he's seated, and he can't close his eyes. I glance up enough to see him biting his lip and trying to steady his labored breathing, but it's a losing battle.

Smiling to myself, I suck harder. Faster. Squeezing him as he hits the back of my throat over and over and over again.

"Ada…fuck," he gasps, tapping my head. "I'm going to come, Ada."

I refuse to relent. I want this orgasm more than I've ever wanted anything. I won't edge him. I'll get him to the finish line because I'm hungry for him. Keeping my pace, I lick and suck and squeeze and lick and suck and squeeze until I feel his body tense beneath me.

He tightens his hand in my hair. "Ada!"

His cock swells between my lips and then pulses as he comes violently in my mouth.

"Fuuuuck me."

I swallow every drop of him I can get, reveling in the sound of his voice when he comes, desperate to hear that sound again. When I finally pull him from my lips there are a few drops of cum that I happily swipe off the tip with my fingers. He's sitting back in his seat, watching me with complete fascination as I lick my fingers, devouring his last few drops from my skin.

"I…" he starts, shaking his head in disbelief. "Nobody's ever done that for me before." He draws his knuckles down my cheek with a tenderness I did not expect.

"You've never had a blow job?"

He chuckles. "Honestly, I'll be damned if I can remember even one after that little stunt you just pulled. But what I meant was nobody has ever given me a blow job while I was driving."

Turning my head, I realize we're sitting in his driveway and smile because it never dawned on me that we had stopped.

"You are incredible, Ada." He rubs his thumb over my glistening lips. "Now stay put while I put myself back together and get your door for you, because once we're in that house, you belong to me." He eyes me with a heated stare that either says he's going to reward me for the phenomenal blow job or punish me for it. Either way, I'll take whatever he has in store.

Not bothering to park his car in the garage, he climbs out and makes his way to my side opening the door for me. He offers me his hand and helps pull me from my seat and then leads me up the walkway to the front door. Since I've done it way more times than I can count by now, I punch in the code and unlock the door, pushing it open and stepping inside.

But I don't get three feet in the door before his hand wraps around my wrist and he tugs me against him, my back to his chest. He kicks the door shut with his foot and kisses the side of my neck just under my ear.

"I meant what I said in the car. Every fucking word," he growls against my skin, causing goosebumps to pop up on my arms and a wave of warmth between my legs. "Take your clothes off. Now."

"Right here?"

"Right fucking now, Ada." His voice is a dark command I can't help but obey. I turn so I can see his face as I strip down in front of him. He watches my every move as I pull my jersey up over my head and let it drop to the floor. I kick off my shoes and then shimmy out of my black leggings so I'm standing before him in nothing but a pair of red lace panties and a matching bra. His eyes dilate as they rake over my body but he doesn't say a word and that's how I know when he said he wanted my clothes off, he meant all of them.

Holding his gaze, I reach back and unclasp my bra, letting the straps fall down my arms, and then pull it from my body. I toss it onto my pile of clothes and then push two fingers down my hips hooking them into my panties until they're also at my feet leaving me naked for Zeke's viewing pleasure.

He stares at me for what feels like many long minutes and I wonder what is going on inside his head.

He's not smiling.

He's not saying anything.

Does he like what he's seeing?

Is he not as impressed as he thought he would be?

Is he having second thoughts?

Oh God, what if he's having second thoughts?

This is bad.

Unbelievably bad.

Maybe we shouldn't do this.

Maybe he's not ready.

I can tell him it's okay.

We're both adults.

Standing here now a bit uncomfortable I move to cover my body, slightly turning to grab my clothes but his hand grips my waist to stop me.

"Don't."

"But—"

"Don't cover what's mine."

"Yours?"

He turns me so my chest is against the front door and then drops to his knees. "Yeah." He breathes out harshly. "All mine."

Without warning he pushes my legs open from behind me, grabbing my hips and pulling them out to give himself room. He palms the flesh of my ass, rubbing me, kneading me, spreading me with his thumbs, and then he plunges forward and laps at my pussy with his tongue.

All at once every single thought I had in my brain melts away and is replaced by one frenzied sensation after another. My hands fly to the front door to steady myself and the room spins as my jaw flies open and I gasp so hard I nearly lose my breath.

"Hooooly shit." I can't keep my body still because his tongue flicking at my clit has my body in a tailspin of immediate need to feel more of him. His whole tongue. His whole face. His whole hand. Whatever he's doing, whatever he's going to do to me, I already need more of it.

Zeke spanks my flesh, making me cry out, and then rubs the pain away with his hand. He turns on his knees and dives underneath me so he's kneeling against the front door. He lifts my legs one at a time and places them over his shoulders so I'm practically sitting on his face.

"Zeke, I'm going to fall!"

"No, you're not. I've got you. Right where I fucking want you." He inhales a deep breath, his nose parallel to my clit. "Fuck, you smell amazing. And you taste like Heaven." His hands holding my ass, he pulls my body against his face, flattens his tongue, and licks me from pussy to clit, flicking my clit three or four time in a row when he reaches the sensitive nub.

"Ooooh my God!" I gasp and release a visceral groan louder than humanly necessary, but I can't help myself. Every one of my nerve endings is on fire. My heart is racing and my clit is pulsing with desire and I'm starting to sweat. "Zeeeeke."

He chuckles against my clit, the vibrations fueling the fire inside me. "You like that, Sweetheart?"

"For the love of God, Zeke, do not stop."

"Oh, there's no plan to stop. This caveman eats until he gets his fill and right now, Ada, he is so far from full. I plan to eat you as if you're my first meal…"

He swipes his tongue through me.

"My last meal…"

He sucks my arousal into his mouth.

"And every goddamn meal in between. Hang on. We're moving."

Zeke stands up with me sitting on his shoulders and I wrap my arms around his head just to hang on. His hands on my ass, he slides them up my back and then down again, flicking my clit with every step he takes. I don't know how he knows when to stop when he can't see where he's going but he lowers me down perfectly on the carpeted steps leading to our bedrooms. He leaves my legs over his shoulders, spreads me once again with his thumbs, and plunges his tongue into my pussy, licking me, eating me, feasting on me as I shiver beneath him.

"Oh fuck, yes." I squeeze my eyes closed. "It's so good. So, fucking good."

"Don't close your eyes, Ada," he demands, pulling his face away and piercing me with his hungry stare. "You're going to watch me eat you. Watch me devour you." He tenderly presses two fingers inside me and I whimper at the full feeling. "You're going to watch me take every last drop this sweet pussy can give me."

He curls his fingers and rubs them against my inner wall. "You're deliciously wet, Ada. Eating you is my new favorite thing." He pulls his fingers out, much to my disappointment, and sucks them into his mouth. "Mmmm. Fucking delicious."

"Zeke," I plead, desperate for him to deliver the release I so badly need. "Please don't stop. I need you."

"Need me where, Sweetheart? Tell me what you want and I'll give it to you."

He could've brought me in here, spread my legs, and fucked me to chase his own orgasm, but he did no such thing. His sole focus since we got home has been me and my pleasure. I swallow back any fear of rejection because this man makes me feel so goddamn wanted and so fucking sexy.

"I need you to eat me like you're a goddamn animal until I come all over your face."

His lips turn up in a proud smile. "Yes ma'am."

He doesn't wait for further instruction. He plunges his two fingers back inside me and curls them up, flicking my inner wall with a torturous pulse as he leans forward and laps at my clit like a ravenous creature.

Licking, sucking, circling.

Licking, sucking, circling.

"Oooh my fucking…yes!"

My mouth falls open and I'm panting as I buck my hips against his mouth, fucking his face with wild abandon, not a care in the world as I reach for my climax.

"Yes…yes…yes…yes! Zeke, oh, my God, yes!"

He doesn't stop. He quickens his pace flicking my clit and then sucking it as hard as he can as I ride his face. "Oh God, Zeke, I'm going to come. Oh, God! Oh God! Yes!"

With his free hand he reaches up and tweaks my nipple and my body tenses as I fly wildly over the edge screaming his name.

"ZEKE! Fuck! UNNNNGH"

Holding me still as I come down from my high, he lazily laps at my dripping pussy, causing smaller little aftershocks when he touches my sensitive skin, and then pulls himself away.

"That's one, Ada," he tells me as he wipes his mouth with the back of his hand. "Now get your sweet ass in my bed, head on the pillow, legs spread, and your hands on the headboard, and then wait for me."