Chapter 58. Stick To EJ’s House

Wren POV

My smile is coy.

“Something to make you come home on time,” I say breathily, biting my lip.

Popping the button of his jeans, I slide my hands into them. His dick springs up immediately, and he throws his head back.

“Birdie, fuck, your–we’re in front of Ray’s ho—” I pump him. “Fuuucckk…”

His thighs spread wider, giving me more room. I lick a strip up my palm, and take him out, stroking him.

He gradually swells in my palm, pulsing.

A bead of pre-cum leaks out from the tip, and I swirl it around the cushiony head.

The car’s too dark to see clearly, but it makes everything more exciting, forbidden.

Saliva pools in my mouth at the sounds that spills out of his lips, wetness trickling between my thighs.

God, he’s so sexy. I wish I could see him some more, but I make use of my imagination.

I pump him from root to tip. Again, again…and again.

His thighs shake slightly, and he wraps a large hand