“I’d ask you if you were ready to go, but I’m assuming you’re not wearing that out, even though I definitely wouldn’t mind. And I thought you were supposed to be the responsible one,” he teased.
“I am, most of the time.” I opened up the box, picking out a chocolate covered donut and took a bite. “We stayed up a little too late last night though. Thanks for these, I really needed some sugar. Just give me about twenty minutes, and I’ll be ready to go.” I left him with a kiss on his cheek and rushed to take a shower, hopping over a still sleeping Zoey.
By the time I came back out dressed in a pair of jeans and a hooded sweatshirt, she was gone, which was a good thing since she had to be getting to her parents house. They were heading to Florida to visit her grandparents over the holidays. I knew she wasn’t ecstatic about it, but they wouldn’t be happy if she didn’t show up.
I crammed clothes into one of my smaller suitcases, figuring I could always come back if I forgot something. “All ready to go yet?” I turned to find Justin standing there, his hands gripping the top of the door frame, just showing off a sliver off his toned stomach. I wasn’t exactly sure when he worked out to have a body like that, but I certainly didn’t mind the after effects.
I zipped up my suit case a little faster, wanting to start my vacation off a little sooner. “Make sure you have a bikini in there, you’re going to need it.”
“O-kay, mind telling me for what?” I asked as I added it into the front pocket. “Do you have a hot tub hiding somewhere that I don’t know about?”
“Nope,” he replied with a pop before grabbing my suitcase out of my hands. “It’s a surprise. Think you can handle that?”
“I don’t know if I can trust any surprises from you. That could lead to serious trouble.” I stopped in the living room where Callie and Zoey were both waiting for me, shoving donuts in their mouths. “Well, I guess we’ll see each other after break.” We did one more group hug before we left. “Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do,” Callie whispered in my ear, and I snorted as Justin opened up the door for me. “And what would that be exactly?”
Once we were loaded into the car, Justin turned in the opposite direction of his house. I noticed a duffle bag sitting in the backseat as we merged onto the high way. I fiddled with the radio to try and stop myself from bothering him about where we were going. I settled on an Of Monsters and Men song, which only occupied me for about a minute by tapping my fingers to the beat.
“Okay, I can’t wait. Please, tell me where we’re going. I’ll be sure to reward you as long as you answer me.”
“Wow, I think that was a record. It took you a whole ten minutes before asking me. How about this, you give me my reward first and then I’ll tell you where we’re going.” I looked at him with a look of disbelief, but he held out his finger to me. “Pinky promise,” he said in a sweet voice. I rolled my eyes but chose to believe him for whatever reason.
I looked around, the cars blurring past as he kept up a steady speed, passing car after car in the left lane. Justin tended to have a lead foot but somehow managed to never get a ticket. In this case, I was sort of glad for what I was about to do. I crept my hand over to his lap and squeezed lightly. “Holy shit, Della. What are you trying to do to me?” He swerved slightly, but quickly righted himself.
“Well if you’re going to act like that, I guess I’ll just stop then,” I went to pull my hand away, but he quickly pushed it back down.
“No way, you started something, you better just finish it. Remember, I promise to fill you in on my little plan when you’re all done.” I glanced around one last time before pulling the zipper down on his jeans and sticking my hands underneath the elastic of his boxers.
He was all ready hard, which didn’t surprise me. He had once told me he was always at command when I was around. After awhile of being around him, I had started to actually believe him. I was a little nervous to be doing something so adventurous like this, but after one grunt from him, I knew I was doing something right, so I cautiously leaned over, lowering my head down to him.
One hand stayed on the steering wheel, while the other twisted into my hair, guiding me along as I licked the tip. I swirled my tongue around, learning just what to do judging by the muffled sounds I could hear passing through his lips. “Oh, fuck.” I could feel him hardening even more in my mouth if that was possible, so I could tell he was close. He tried to pull me up, but I stayed right where I was until he exploded in my mouth.
He moaned out my name, arching his hips into me before finally relaxing back on the drivers seat, letting out a loud sigh. “Best road head ever. In my life.” I giggled as I sat back up, pushing the images out of my head that some other girl had done that before. Normally, I wasn’t the jealous type, but that side seemed to be coming out more and more with Justin.