Smut

Keep your eyes on the road- Ian Eastwood

The car ride was long. Too long for your liking. You had just gotten back from a convention with Ian and you were meeting Frankie at your house. Ian warned you in advance the 6 hour car ride would be something you had to prepare for you scoffed and reminded him you were only a year younger then him but after reading all the books your brought and you cell phone battery dying a mile back you opted to staring out the window.
"Ian I'm bored." You whined as he turned down the radio and unrolled the window. The warm air whooshed through the car and rustled your hair. "Told you to prepare Y/N" He said with a sexy smirk. Sometimes you wished he wasn't such a mister right. You met the Eastwoods at a music video shoot and Ian and you had instantly clicked. You went on a couple dates and soon enough you were his full time girlfriend. Frankie treated you like a little sister and his father had even warmed up to you. Everything was perfect.
You looked back at the clock on the dashboard and frowned. That little memory only lasted twenty minutes and didn't cure your boredom. You looked over at your boyfriend and took in his profile. His hair was in front of his eyes and he was focusing on the road. The wind was ruffling his light blue tee-shirt against his abs and his hands gripped the steering wheel, occasionally flexing. You thought about how wonderful his hands were, not just the look of them but how they felt between your tight folds. Last night he had made you cum three times and you still felt exhausted. Ian looked at you and smiled a warm smile before turning his attention back to the road.
Taking off your seatbelt you scotched closer to Ian and his eyes widened in alarm. "You should have a seatbelt on!" He warned as you kissed his jawline. "I trust you not to get us in an accident." You mumbled against the stubble on his jaw. Ian groaned and stuttered out. "Y/N ple-please not now. When-we-g-get home." His knuckles clenched harder against the steering wheel and you laughed. "No Ian. I'm bored and you give a girl all sorts of naughty ideas." He groaned again and you could see a bulge beginning to form. "Like last night, you teased me and teased me. Payback time. It's not hard either; all you gotta do is not crash." Ian nodded and gulped hard. You traced on nail down his chest and stopped right where his nipples were.
"D-Do something." He cried out as he whizzed around the bend. "Ian don't speed!" You scolded as you noticed he was going twenty over the speed limit. The car seemed to slow and you flicked his nipple from under his blue cotton shirt. Pleasure broke out all over his face and you could see he had a full hard on in his pants. "Like that?" You asked as you began to leave small hickies alone his rough jaw line. Still playing with his nipple. Instead of answering Ian let out an obscene moan and you grinned before moving southern.
Pressing softly on his bulge you watched as Ian began to speed up again. You laughed against his throat and he took his foot off the gas and coasted to the proper speed. "You dunno what you do to-to me" He whimpered as you palmed his erection harder. You could feel it pulsing through the fabric of his worn out jeans and you gripped it in your hand, your other hand working his right nipple. "Keep driving honey." You reminded as you stroked his length through the fabric. When you got to the tip you could feel it slick with precum and your eyes widened. "Didn't have time this morning." Ian mumbled as his hips jutted up. The sneaky bastard wasn't wearing underwear. "Hot."  You mumbled as you began to stroke his length and suck hickies into his skin. You felt his foot slam on the gas and you stopped sucking and looked at him. His eyes were wide with pleasure and he had his head tilted back to give you more access. How he was still capable of driving was beyond you. "G-Get my pants off." He huffed as you sucked on the fabric of his jeans. "Naw this is fine." You told him unable to hide a smile at the disappointment that clouded his face. You stroked his faster and Ian swallowed hard. "I'm gonna-in my je-jeans" He cried out unable to stop his hips from bucking into your hand. You grinned devilishly and added more pressure to his throbbing erection. "C'mon baby. Cum for me." You purred against his lips. Your own arousal shot through you but it could wait. This was all about him. Ian shuttered and you could instantly feel hot cum shoot at the front of his jeans. A growled ripped from Ian's throat as he came hard and you palmed and stroked him through it.
Pulling into your home several hours later Ian looked down at his jeans and sighed. "How am I supposed to walk past Frankie like this?!" He said. You giggled and kissed him deeply. "I look like a twelve year old that came too soon." You looked out at the bunker and smiled. "Go through the back door and change, I'll distract Frankie." Ian smiled at you and you both got out of the car. 'Oh Y/N!" Ian called as you turned around. "Don't forget now...I get payback." He grinned and your mouth dropped. You watched his sashay to the back door and you fumed. Fuck.