Chapter 35 Craving You
Rafe’s POV
The car felt impossibly small, the windows already fogging from our heavy breathing. I didn’t wait for permission as I slid down, my knees pressing into the passenger seat.
In swift motions, I began to open his belt and zipper with impatient fingers. His cock sprang free, thick and already leaking with pre-cum from intense desire.
“You’ve been thinking about this all night, haven’t you?” I wrapped my hand around his cock and looked up at him through my lashes, my voice dropping to a low, filthy growl.
“Every fucking second,” he groaned, his voice filled with lust. “While I was sitting across from Avery’s parents…all I could think about was your mouth on my cock.”
As though his words snapped something inside me, I leaned in and dragged my tongue slowly from root to tip, savoring the salty, taste of his thick, hard length.
Shawn’s hips jerked sharply, a low, desperate moan tearing from his throat as I did it again, slower this time, swirling my tongue around the sensitive head before taking him fully into my mouth.
“Rafe…fuck—” His hand inside my hair, fingers tightening almost painfully as I began to suck. I took him deeper, relaxing my throat until my nose brushed his pelvis.
The groan that tore out of him was raw and broken, nothing like the controlled Shawn who usually tried to stay in charge. But I didn’t give him any chance to recover as I hollowed my cheeks and sucked hard, bobbing my head with deliberate, wet rhythms that filled the entire car.
“Shit… just like that,” he panted, his hips jerking as he fought to resist the thrust. “God, your mouth… I’ve missed this so fucking much….missed how good you look when you get on your knees for me.”
I hummed around him, the vibration making his thighs tremble, and I could feel how much he’d been craving this — the way his cock moved inside my mouth, thrusting in and out in slow, sensual rhythms.
Every moan that escaped from Shawn’s lips was music to me. He sounded desperate…rather too desperate, like he’d been starving for my mouth on him for years.
I pulled off with a wet pop, drops of spit dripping down from my swollen lips onto his cock. “You’ve been so hard for me all night, haven’t you? Thinking about me while you were sitting there pretending to be the perfect boyfriend?”
“Yes…fuck…yes,” he admitted, his voice cracking from the intense pleasure. “Please, Rafe… don’t stop. Don’t you fuckin stop until I tell you to.”
The sight of Shawn pleading like a desperate slut lit something within me. I smiled wickedly and dove back down, taking him even deeper. I sucked in fast, steady motions, one hand stroking what I couldn’t fit in my mouth while the other rolled his balls gently.
Shawn’s moans grew louder with every rhythm, echoing throughout the entire car so loud that I feared someone might hear us.
“Rafe…oh god…your mouth is fucking perfect,” he gasped, his fingers gripping my hair tightly until it stung. “I’m so close already… don’t stop, baby, please—”
I could tell he was trying so hard not to lose control, trying to hold on, but I wanted him to lose control completely. I sucked harder, faster, hollowing my cheeks until his hips started twitching helplessly into my mouth.
The wet, obscene sounds of my throat working him filling the confined space of the car.
“Fuck…Rafe…I’m gonna—”
I didn’t hold back even as the climax began to build fast. Instead, I took him as deep as I could, swallowing every part of his cock inside my mouth, my throat constricting from the brutal force.
“Oh! God! F…fu…fuck…”
Shawn came with a broken moan that seemed to shake the entire car, waves of cum pulsing hot and thick down my throat.
I swallowed every drop, milking him through it with slow, deliberate sucks until he was shaking and oversensitive, whispering my name like a prayer.
“Mmm… that’s it, baby. Give me every fucking drop…every fucking drop until there’s nothing left.”
“Fuuuck… yes, just like that…drain my fucking balls, you greedy little slut. Take every last thick drop down your throat…don’t you dare waste a drop.” The filthy words left Shawn, his hips jerking helplessly as I kept pumping.“Shit…your mouth feels too good… I’m still cumming so hard for you.”
His eyes burned with dark intent as he leaned down, his lips brushing a shell of my ear. Without warning, Shawn captured my mouth in a passionate, devouring kiss, his tongue pushed past my lips, claiming every inch of it like he was starving.
“Mmmph… ahh… nnhh…”
Soft, needy whimpers spilled from my throat as he shamelessly sucked on my tongue, my lips sealed tight around it.
“Mm… hah… mmmph—”
Breathy, wet moans vibrated against his mouth while I swirled my own tongue around his, sucking even harder, my body trembling with each deep, claiming stroke.
“Ahhn… mmm…”
After what felt like forever, Shawn finally pulled back, his chest rising and falling heavily. Before I could say anything, he reached down and pushed a button on the side of the driver’s seat.
The seat pulled back smoothly with a quiet hum, giving us more space. In one fluid, powerful motion, Shawn grabbed me by the waist and flipped our positions, throwing me down onto the reclined seat so he towered over me.
His gaze locked onto mine, not looking away for even a second as he slid down my body with deliberate slowness, his hands trailing fire over my chest, all the way down to my stomach.
“It’s my turn now,” he whispered, his voice rough and filthy as his fingers hooked into my trousers. In one swift motion, he yanked them down along with my boxers, freeing my already hard cock.
It sprang up, hard and leaking, twitching under Shawn’s dark stare as he leaned in, his hot breath ghosting over the sensitive head.
“I’m going to fuck you so good.”