[ Sexual Content. 18+ ]

My lanky fingers glided up the inside of his thigh, stopping at the bulge that sat between his legs. I began to massage it gently over the top of the denim. I looked up at him with a smirk, trying my best to not giggle at my actions. I was trying to be sexy, and flirtatious, but when it came to Nate I wanted to be giddy and childish. He brought out a side of me that I didn't think would ever exist. I grasped the zipper and dragged it down while unbuttoning the top button of his jeans. Peeling his pants away, his bulge was much more noticeable in the thin material of his maroon-colored boxers. Excitement coursed through me. My only worry was that I had never actually sucked someone off while they were driving. And there were some horror stories that sure scared me.

"We're almost there. If you want to wait you can," Nate spoke, somehow like he had read my mind of my insecurities.

I shook my head, and pulled down the elastic of his boxer and used my other hand to wrap around the base of his cock, as it popped right up out of his boxer, hard and ready to be sucked. It was an average size, but it was thick like very thick. There was no way that I was going to be able to take his entire shaft without either gagging or fucking up my throat for a solid week. But this was exciting. It was something that we were sure to be remembered, and he would learn he isn't the only one who knows a thing or two. My core tingled letting me know that I was getting a little too excited, and it wasn't my turn too shine. My tongue curled around the soft pink tip of his cock delicately, licking my tongue back and forth on his sensitive spot. A small amount of pre-cum dripped onto my tongue persuading me to take it another step forward. Like a tasty lollipop, I wrapped my pink lips completely around the head of his cock, allowing my saliva to drip down to the base of his cock. I brought my hand forward attempting to wrap my hands around his thickness, but my thumb barely met with my index finger. I moved my hand up and down, applying slight pressure to my hand knowing that was something that was key to make it feel good for him. As I lubricated his cock with my saliva I looked up at Nate wanting to watch his expressions. Both of his hands were white-knuckled on the steering wheel, and his lips were pressing into an o shape. His breathing was hard and a rough moan came from this throat.

My heart warmed at his pleasure, it made me feel all warm and fuzzy inside that I was able to make him so vulnerable. My fingers wrapped around the base of his cock, and I squeezed tightly and I began to take his cock further into my mouth. A guy had taught me once that applying pressure at the base of the cock made every touch a lot more sensitive and magnified. My lips glided down his cock as my tongue thrashed around. His cock bulged and twitched in my hollowed mouth and his moans became more and more, as he panted.

"How the fuck," Nate panted out heavily, "I need to pull over."

I continued to move back and forth, feeling the tip of his cock at the back of my throat, I hummed in pleasure sending vibrations around his cock. The truck stopped and his fingers weaved themselves in my hair, gripping tightly at my platinum locks.

With each stroke my mouth stretched around his thick cock, managing to take more and more each time.

"I'm going to cum," Nate moaned.

"Mmm," I hummed, vibrating around him.

I looked up at him, making eye contact, creating the illusion of intimacy. Nate's lusty eyes watched me cautiously, his grunts and moans more frequent. I hummed against his cock happily, still moving my mouth up and down his shaft. His cock twitched and cum leaked into the back of my throat, personally, it wasn't something I'd love to go around tasting every single day. But at least I had my fruit-topia still to wash the icky taste away. But I was happy to get him off in this way. To make him feel good. When it came to Nate Jacobs, it felt like my life wasn't my own. Like a battle of good and evil trying to fight through me, part of me wanting to dominate him and make him mine forever. And another part wanted to be the perfect submissive and follow his every command.

"That was amazing," Nate spoke as he pulled his boxers up, and redid up his pants.

"I know," I replied in a cocky manner, using my finger to wipe the excess cum off my lips, and popping it into my mouth. Making sure to clean up his mess.

"God that's hot," Nate watched me with wide eyes.

"So this place you want to show me?" I questioned, leaning forward to grab my drink from the cup holders.

"Uh, yeah it's right up here."

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A/n- Sooo it's been years since I've written this much smut. So sorry if it's pretty trashy. Also I'd love to shout out glossxy for being one of my top fans of Bloodstream. You are all so appreciated.