“Saturday works. I might hang out with Dave and Mitch tonight. Dave has news he wants to share. Maybe I’ll call you and I can come over for breakfast?”
He winks at our code word. “I doubt I’ll be out late with Mandy. So swing by when you’re done having fun with the boys and spend the night with me. Then I’ll make you breakfast.”
It’s my turn to wink before I kiss him hard with the need I suddenly feel. I had him in bed most of yesterday and now I must be spoiled.
“It’s killing me to leave you. You better go or I’ll have to cancel my afternoon appointments.”
I kiss him quickly and hop out the car with the biggest smile. However, the night with Mandy doesn’t exactly go as planned.
GRADUATION WAS YESTERDAY. I’M officially done. I don’t know how, but I attained two degrees and graduated summa cum laude, with Drew watching me. My shining moment is having Drew here, not getting the dual degrees or the summa cum laude designation. Funny how your priorities change when life throws a wrecking ball at your carefully constructed plans.
“I’m so proud of you,” Drew says, as we put the last box in my car. I spent the last week packing up the apartment with Jenna. The moving truck is full and my dad just left. He and Jenna’s dad are driving it back to South Carolina. Jenna and Ben are following Drew and me home. Drew has to fly back to Indy to finish his last two weeks there before he starts his fellowship at the Medical University of South Carolina in July. He’ll have a month off because of our wedding. His department in Indy has been so awesome to him, I keep wondering if he should’ve stayed there for his fellowship. Too late now.
Jenna walks out and asks, “You ready?”
“Yep. Let me use the bathroom one more time.” When I come out, I take a look at our building. “You know, I’m really gonna miss this place.”
Jenna comes up to me and throws her arm over my shoulder. “Yeah, me too. It was a great apartment and we were great roomies.” We look at each other and start crying.
Ben and Drew moan. One of them says, “Girls,” and I think it’s Ben.
Jenna yells out, “Shut it. We were like peas and carrots.” And we sob some more.
We finally pull apart and head out of town. Drew’s hand reaches for mine and he says, “Won’t be long before we’re headed on our honeymoon.”
“Yeah and I wish someone would tell me where we’re going.”
He laughs. He wants it to be a huge surprise, so I’m going with it. I look at him and marvel at how awesome he looks. Strong is the first word that comes to mind. He’s working out again and he looks every bit the same as when I met him. His hair has grown in, though it’s not as long as he used to wear it and it’s a bit wavier.
“Bathing suits, babe. All you need are bathing suits.”
“What? No nude beaches?”
“Probably, but I don’t want anyone seeing your gorgeous body naked. So, bathing suits.”
I clap my hands together. “I’m so excited. In just a few weeks, I’ll be Cate McKnight.”
“Don’t say another word or I’ll have to pull over so we can have a quickie.”
“I think I can help you out with that.” I move to unzip his pants, and take his semi-hard cock out.
“Cate, it’s broad daylight and traffic isn’t exactly sparse.”
“Just keep your eyes on the road, McKnight. And try to stay away from any eighteen wheelers.”
“I don’t believe you.”
“Say that in a few minutes.” I wrap my mouth around his cock and go to town. There’s just something sexy and a bit edgy about sucking your fiancé off on the interstate. I don’t know why, but it sure turns me on.
Drew moans and one hand finds its way into my hair, as he slightly pumps his hips up and down, fucking my mouth. I need to make this fast so he doesn’t wreck. I do my best tongue swirling, mouth sucking, hand squeezing, blow job until Drew climaxes, groaning into the car pretty damn loud. After I lick him clean, I zip him back up and offer him a smile.
“Damn, Cate.” He shakes his head. “That was great.” I notice he’s white knuckling the steering wheel.
“I aim to please.”
“Well, you did a little more than please. Shit.” He rubs his face.
“You okay there, honey?” I laugh.
“Fuck. I want to kiss you.”
“Sorry. A man’s gotta drive.”
He looks straight ahead for a heartbeat, and then impishly says, “Yeah, but a man has a hand.” And he holds it up in the air and wiggles his fingers. It gets a giggle out of me. “Lose those shorts.”
Suddenly, I’m thinking what he did. It’s broad daylight and traffic is thick. He reads my mind. “Oh, no way are you getting out of this one, baby. What’s fair is fair.”
I give a quick glance to the back seat and spy a pillow. I grab it and grin. Putting it over my lap, I tug down my shorts. “This is a fair exchange because my head was in the way. Now the pillow will be.”
“Fair point.”
His hand slides under the pillow and when he finds my sex, he says, “Someone was totally sexed up from that blow job she just gave.”