A Bad Boy's Gift

Chapter 24

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He instructs me as we pull out of the garage, to undo my seatbelt, but as soon as I press the release button, the seatbelt alarm goes off.

"Shit, I forgot about that." He says but then watches with confusion as I re-clip it behind me. "That's a good idea!"

"What am I doing next?" I ask, with an ounce of innocence.

He starts trying to pull his joggers down, making the car swerve a little. I can see the bulge of his frustration getting bigger as he tries harder. I take over; pulling them down just enough that his thick long dick sits tall. I take it in my hand, rubbing the tip with my thumb gently, feeling it pulsing at the touch. I then rest my left hand on the edge of his seat, so I can climb onto my knees on my seat. I take his tip in my mouth, licking and sucking as he drives.

He gasps every now and then when I suck a little harder. It's frustrating me, making me wet.

We carry on with this until he informs me he's about to finish. "Shit Baby, don't stop. I'm close." before he cums quickly into my mouth. I slow my movements, swallowing what I can, after all, there's nowhere to spit.

"Damn." He says with a sigh, "You can do that again." We smile at each other, his eyes meeting mine for a second before returning to the road.

I slip his dick back into his joggers before sitting back on my seat again.

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There's not much of the drive left, so I sit quietly, not having the strength in my jaw to talk. His hand resting on my thigh again. It's a comfortable silence as I watch the lights of houses dwindle in the distance as we move further into the countryside, closer to home.

My eyes open when we pull up outside the front door, not realizing I'd nodded off.

"I'm going to get straight into bed when I get in." I unclip my seatbelt, having wrapped it around me again once our fun had finished. "Thank you for bringing me home." Then it dawns on me. "My car!" It's still in the car park at the leisure centre.

"I'll pick you up at 09:00, we can get breakfast." He tells me.

"I have to take Hudson to Rugby for 09:30." I'm no longer tired, the cogs whirring in my head, thinking about how I'm going to manage my time in the morning.

"I'll pick you both up at 09:00, and drop Hudson at his game, we can watch for a bit if you'd like; the weather is supposed to be nice." He's trying hard to make me happy. "Molly is only round the corner from the swimming baths, so we can pick her up and go straight there." His smile is infectious.

"Okay..." I smile, "Sounds like it'll work. I don't get a chance to watch his games very often, I used to love watching him play." I remember when Mum and Dad would make me watch his games while they'd go for coffee, but since they started going away more, it became my job, even once I started working more.

I turn to look at Archer. Should I ask him to come in? How about tomorrow? I'll ask him tomorrow.

"Thanks again for bringing me home." I lean over to kiss his cheek, feeling his cheeks warm under my lips.

I climb out of the car and just before I close the door, I hear him say, "Goodnight, Gorgeous." I look at him through the window, a smile on each of our faces, and give a little wave. When I turn to walk up the door, I notice the lamp is still on in the hallway. Hudson probably forgot to turn it off before going to bed. That's if he's gone to bed yet. I look at the huge Grandfather clock on the left side of the doorway as I walk in, 11 o'clock. Not too late then.