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Road Trip ~calum hood~

"Maybe I took a wrong turn…ugh why does Luke have to live in the middle of fucking nowhere?"

You watched Calum steam at the steering wheel. His hands gripped the wheel tightly every time he realized he’d gone the wrong way. You smiled at the endless apologies and made your suggestions, but you both truly had been turned around. You didn’t get how he could mess that up, seeing as he’d been to Luke’s house a million times. You figured he’d find the right way eventually, but two hours on the road brought up nothing. You said he should call Luke, but he refused. Instead he continued on his endless journey.

You were just glad you wore your swimsuit, since the day grew hotter the longer you both stayed out. A black two piece covered with a loose white shirt and small shorts, you thought Calum would be all over you. He had been in the beginning, but then the current situation eclipsed it. You ran a hand through your hair and sighed.

"Babe, you sure you don’t want me to call Luke or Ash?" You asked again.

"No. I got this."

"Well clearly you lost this because otherwise we’d be there," you commented. "We’re obviously lost."

You pulled out your phone. If he wouldn’t accept a phone call, perhaps a simple look up might work. You typed Luke’s address into the GPS and it gave you the results. You smiled, though it faded when the car stopped.

"This is why I don’t drive," he began. "We always get lost. Always. We’re gonna be super late and I’ll never hear the end of it from-"

"-hey," you interrupted. You showed him the phone, "I think when they invented GPS navigation, they had you in mind." You placed the phone near the radio so he could see the directions. "Just relax, Cal. If anything, you could blame our lateness on me."

"I couldn’t do that. What would I even tell them?" He asked.

You smirked and removed your top. Calum gaped at the black bikini top that fitted and supported your breasts properly. A glint of flirtation in your eyes, you leaned over the gear shift and placed your hand on his crotch.

"You could tell them how horny I was the entire ride there," you smiled, pecking his lips. You knew he shared stories about you anyways, so why not tell this one?

"Are you sure?" He asked, even though you knew he really hoped you were sure.

You kissed his full lips once more, “Very, very sure. Now drive.”

You felt his instantly grow through his swim trunks. You were glad you had no belt or zipper to deal with today. You kissed up and down his length in teasing kisses; your hand slipped between his thighs to cup the balls right underneath his cock. You wouldn’t pull him out until he pitched a tent right there in the car. You massaged his balls in small circles, listening to him give struggled and deep moans. You lightly ran your hand on him. You rubbed him through his trunks until his hips were bucking up to your face.

"Y/N," he whimpered.

"Yes, Calum?" You asked in a sweet but sultry tone.

"Please…"

"Please what?"

"Please just… just take it out and suck on it. Please?"

His urgency was expected. You hadn’t done this in a while. All the more reason to enjoy it. You slid a hand into his shorts to feel that throbbing cock. He’d stretched by an inch, and grown thicker from the blood pumping to the aching muscle. You gingerly wrapped your hand around it and pumped him lightly. Calum’s moan started in his chest, going through the motions until it escaped his lips. You could tell he had a hard time focusing on the road. He tried not to swerve but also tried not to move around in his seat.

Once he felt hard enough, you pulled him out. Red, pulsing and thick, your pussy clenched in arousal at the sight. You took one long lick up straight from the base to the tip; you curved your tongue back down the same way. You could taste the bitterness. However, it was a nice bitterness, like sour candy. You couldn’t get enough once you had one lick. You repeated the action all over Calum’s dick. You traced the veins on his shaft, lapped the crease of his shaft and flicking over the tip a few times until you slid him on your tongue. In your mouth, Calum let out a long moan of relief. You hollowed in your cheeks for the most suction, wasting no time in bobbing your head on him.

"Fuck," he called out. "Y/N, that feels so fucking good. Keep doing it. Just like that."

He didn’t keep his free hand idle. Calum’s hand smoothed down your back into your shorts and bikini bottom. He palmed your ass in his hand, grabbing and squeezing to his delight. He kept his fingers dangerously close to your pussy; he never touched it, but he brushed over it every so often to receive a reaction from you. You could tell he smiled when your hips rocked back into his hand.

You kept a hold on his base now, working the shaft and tip with perfect ease. Your other hand fell onto the balls, which had been left ignored. Calum’s hips thrust upward at the contact, though relaxed in a second. You rolled your fingers delicately in small circles; you’d even lick them to take a break from sucking.

You were both glad the roads were empty. Otherwise, Calum would’ve crashed by now. His fingers dipped into your wetness. They teased around your center in circles; they played among the edge though never went inside. He’d wait for you to decide when that would happen. Did he not know how much you ached? Yes. Of course he did. That’s why he teased.

You put him back in your mouth. You slurped the pre-cum leaking from his swollen tip. You kissed and licked to tease, knowing that always put him on edge.

"Baby…" he groaned.

You went for it. You went faster, sucked the way he liked, and added the sensation of rubbing his balls. You knew how to take him there. He brought a subtle vibration from your moans..given by the probing fingers. Calum curled his fingers up into you. He found your sweet spot quickly, and when he did, he became relentless.

You let your moans fill the air in the car, and jerked at Calum’s cock. He played no games this time. He kept fingering you until you turned into a panting, sweaty mess on his lap. You in turn swallowed every last drop he squirted in your mouth. You made sure you tasted him completely.

You hadn’t noticed the car stopped on the side of the road. When you sat back up, wiping your mouth you gave him a questionable look.

"In the back," he ordered. "I’m not done with you yet."

"What about the-"

"-oh fuck that. I wanna fuck you instead."

It’s fair to say nobody was happy when you didn’t return their calls.