Infuriating - Onley James Page 0,89

him up against the door, his mouth brushing over his. “Have I ever not rocked your world?” he rumbled in a way that made Day’s knees weak.

“No, Daddy.”

“That’s what I thought. Stop pouting.”

Jackson picked up Day’s suitcase and opened the door for him. They said a quick goodbye to Mama Bev, and Day waited impatiently for Jackson to pop Day’s suitcase in the trunk. Once Jackson was in the driver’s seat, Day craned his head to lean into Jackson’s space, teasing his tongue along the shell of his ear, his hand sliding along Jackson’s broad chest. “Fuck, you look so hot today,” Day whispered, biting Jackson’s earlobe.

“I look hot every day,” Jackson countered, his big hand sliding between Day’s legs and palming his erect cock. “You’re already getting hard. We’ve got a long drive ahead of us, baby.”

“Whose fault is that?” Day said, arching to grind himself against Jackson’s palm, his eyes rolling at the pressure. “You could have been buried inside me right now if you weren’t so fucking proper,” Day whined, rubbing himself against Jackson’s hand. “Fuck, I’m so fucking horny. Do you know how long it’s been since I’ve gotten off? Four months without so much as jerking off in the shower.”

Jackson gave Day an appraising look. “Put your seat back.”

Day looked at Jackson, startled. “What?”

Jackson gave Day a stern look, the one that liquified his insides and made him throb. “You want something improper? Put your seat back and let Daddy play with you.”

Day was too turned on to even care about the whimper that fell from his lips at Jackson’s words. He did what Jackson commanded before he let himself get too in his own head about it. Once he was reclined in his seat, Jackson didn’t even untie Day’s sweatpants, just plunged his hand inside and palmed his cock.

“No underwear? Dirty boy. You are horny.”

Jackson’s thumb teased along the thick vein at the bottom of Day’s cock before squeezing him in his fist. “Oh, fuck.” Day wailed, rocking himself up into Jackson’s tightened hand.

“Feel good, baby?” Jackson asked, voice like gravel.

Day’s eyes rolled at the sensation, not wanting it to stop. “So good. So good.”

Jackson’s thumb slid over the head of Day’s cock. “Already leaking for me. Such a good boy.”

“I want you so bad,” Day said, words just spilling from his lips. “I want you inside me. I miss the feeling of your cock splitting me in two.”

“Jesus, your mouth,” Jackson muttered, squeezing Day’s cock reflexively as the car swayed precariously.

“Jackson,” Day moaned, eyes squeezed shut as he worked himself in and out of Jackson’s fist, wondering if anybody could see what they were doing.

Day whined as Jackson’s hand disappeared. “If you don’t come ‘til Daddy gets you home, I’ll fuck you right here in the car. But only if you can hold off until we make it home in... “ Jackson checked his phone. “Twenty-two minutes. Think you can keep from coming in Daddy’s hand for that long?”

Day gave a sad sound but nodded. Leave it to Jackson to use this as a lesson in patience. When Jackson’s hand returned, there was no more steady rhythm. Instead, Day writhed in his seat as Jackson played with him. His fingers jerked, teased and gently probed Day until he was an incoherent mumbling mess with his pants caught around his thighs and his hands rubbing his nipples under his shirt. “How much longer, Daddy? I don’t think I can do this.”

Jackson chuckled. “Five minutes, baby. You can hold on for five minutes. Don’t you want to be good for me?”

Day didn’t even bother to answer, just growled out his frustration. His balls were tight against his body, and every touch from Jackson sent shivers of electricity over him until he was sure a soft breeze would send him off like a rocket.

When Jackson’s hand stopped moving, Day began to fuck up into Jackson’s still tightened fist, needy little sounds spilling from his lips until he was sure he wasn’t going to make it. “I’m sorry, Daddy,” Day gasped, his orgasm slamming into him like a wave and sucking him under as his cum coated his stomach, his chest, even his lips and chin.

The car came to a stop and Jackson threw it into park, unbuckling his seatbelt, his tongue darting out to lick the cum off of Day’s chin before kissing him long and deep. Jackson’s hands shoved at Day’s sweats until he was naked from the waist down and then he was opening