Page 42 of Home Town Advantage (Fourth Quarter Fever #1)

I nod. “Daylen and Tanner. That’s it. No one else knows anything.

They’ve known for years, though I don’t think Tanner connected the dots that the famous Sulley O’Shea was Finn’s sister until after he started recruiting you as a client.

Once he realized the connection, he asked me if it was okay to pursue you.

Frankly, I preferred it. There are a lot of sleazy agents out there.

Tanner is the best of the best. You’re in good hands with him. ”

She agrees, “He’s been great. He never pushes me to do things I don’t want to do. He weeds out all the offers he knows won’t interest me and negotiates hard for those I do accept. Even though he’s been busy with Bailey over the past few months, he’s always available to me. ”

“Tanner is incredible. My career is in good hands with him. He always goes to bat for me. He’s been wanting to grow his women’s division for a while.

I know championing equal pay for women in sports is important to him.

He’s hoping to bring on a female agent to his office.

He’s been looking for the right one forever. ”

She twists her lips. “What’s the latest with him and Bailey? She lives there along with Fallon. What’s their current status?”

I smile. “I don’t want to betray any confidences but expect a public announcement soon.”

“What does that mean?” she asks.

I point to the screen as it lights up, and the speakers blare with the familiar soundtrack of the iconic movie. “Oh look, the movie’s starting.”

She purses her lips. “Nice deflection. You’re the king of deflection.”

I let out a laugh as I put away the food and prop the pillows how I want them, against the cabin of the truck. I move to sit and spread my legs wide. Opening my arms, I motion for her. “Come here, baby. I want to hold you.”

She briefly closes her eyes. “I swear to god, I just about combust every time you call me baby.”

“I know. Come sit, baby .”

She shifts to sit between my legs with her back to my front.

When she leans back into me, I wrap my arms around her and sink my face into her neck.

Taking a deep inhale, I practically moan, “I love the way you smell. The first time I noticed how good you smell was in your treehouse the night I carried you to bed. It was so strong. And then your bedroom and your pillows smelled the same. Like a creepy stalker, I watched you and was hard the whole time you were sleeping.”

She giggles as she nuzzles her nose into the sleeve of my flannel shirt. “You smell pretty good yourself, QB1.”

The movie begins, and she seems very focused. I, on the other hand, am focused solely on her. I can’t take my eyes off her legs. They go on forever. I need to touch them.

She smacks my hand as it moves up her leg and under her dress. “Watch the movie. You’ve got to see the setup to understand the whole plotline.”

I smile into her neck. “I’ve seen this movie at least a hundred times. It was on the television in your house every day for no less than three straight years.”

With a jovial tone, she asks, “Did you just bring me all the way out here to molest me? You could have done that at my house.”

I run my nose over her cheek as I slowly remove her sweater and toss it to the side. “You said coming to the drive-in with me was a childhood dream.”

She turns her head, kisses my cheek, and whispers, “It was. Thank you for making it happen.”

“Plus,” I add as my hand now moves uninterrupted up her dress and I nibble on her ear, “I happen to get off on a little public fornication.”

The rate of her breathing increases as she spreads her legs a bit for me. “You like to be watched?”

I shake my head. “No, I like the threat of being caught in the act, not actually being seen. It’s a huge high.”

I can feel her swallow hard before she pants, “I’ve never done anything like that.”

“Well then, allow me to rock your world, Sullivan Aisling.”

My fingertips brush over her panty-covered pussy.

Her head snaps from side to side, checking to see if anyone else is watching us.

The drive-in is completely packed. There are hundreds of cars, and we’re cocooned by the bustling sound of teen activity.

But we’re a little higher than the rest in my truck. No one can see what I’m doing to her.

It’s kind of cool that drive-ins still draw people. I doubt many of the people here are our age, but who cares? I’ve got my hands all over my girl while we both get to fulfill fantasies .

After teasing her for a long while and watching her grow more and more frustrated, I move her panties to the side and slip a finger inside her.

She gasps. I cover her mouth and whisper in her ear, “Normally, I love how loud you are, but not tonight. Unless you want an audience, I need you to try to be quiet.”

Her nails dig into my thighs as she wordlessly nods.

“Good girl.”

Her whole body shivers at my touch and my words. Her pussy contracts around my finger. She’s so reactive to me.

“Baby, I love when your pussy tightens at my words. It’s like you won’t let me go. You want to keep me inside you forever. Can you feel it too?”

She nods again as she breathes, “Vance.”

“What do you need?”

She writhes in my lap, moaning, “More. I need more.”

I knew she’d be into this. Licking and biting my way up and over her neck, my thumb brushes over her clit a few times. She jerks before thrusting her hips onto my fingers like she’s riding them, trying to get them as deep as possible.

My free hand slips into the top of her dress and finds her nipple hard as a pebble. She’s so into this. I love it.

I squeeze her nipple hard, and juices practically flow out of her while she lets out an indecipherable sound. I quickly remove my hand from her breast and cover her mouth. She’s loud. Very loud. I can’t risk anyone hearing her and finding us.

“Shh. I told you to keep quiet, bad girl.”

I pull my fingers out of her and slap her pussy. Her whole body begins to shake while she moans into my hand.

Reinserting my fingers, I establish a rhythm with them inside her, my thumb moving over her clit, and my other hand now back, manipulating her nipple. She’s biting her lip, trying to hold back her sounds. It appears to be a struggle for her.

When I sense she’s close, I move my hand to her mouth again, knowing she won’t be able to contain her scream herself. I lick along her ear and breathe, “Tell me, baby, do you want my fat cock inside that tight, greedy pussy of yours?”

Her head tilts back onto my shoulder while her entire body shudders into her orgasm. It’s a good thing my hand was over her mouth because she screamed into it.

My cock is pushing violently against my zipper. I grind it against her ass throughout her orgasm, needing some small amount of relief.

Her breathing is labored while my fingers withdraw from her. I slowly run them up her body and trace her lips with them. “Do you like the way your pussy tastes?”

Her tongue slips out and runs along both her lips and my fingers before I slide them into her mouth. “Suck my fingers, baby. Suck them like you suck my cock.”

She obliges and sucks them hard while twirling her tongue over the tip, exactly like she does with my dick. It drives me fucking insane.

As soon as I withdraw my fingers from her mouth, she turns her head around and seals her lips over mine for a drugging kiss. I’ve never been much of a kisser, but there’s something so intimate and different when kissing her. It’s like we’re two pieces that slot perfectly together .

I can taste both her saltiness and her sweetness all at once. It’s my favorite flavor in the world.

While holding our kiss, I run my hands under her dress and loop my thumbs into the sides of her panties, pushing them down until I see the damp, white lacy thong wrapped around one ankle.

That sight alone causes my cock to leak. I break our kiss and bite her lip. “I need inside you. Right fucking now.”

She shifts her body forward, giving me the room to unbuckle, unbutton, and unzip my jeans. She tries to reach back and help, but it’s an awkward angle. I take her hand and place her fingers on her pussy. “I’ll get my dick out, you greedy girl. You keep that pretty pussy warm for me.”

Another shudder works its way through her body before she does as instructed.

In a flash, my severely hardened dick is in my hand, begging to be inside her. I pull up the back of her dress. “Lift for me and sink down onto my cock. He needs you.”

She places her hands on my thighs and lifts her body while moving her legs over mine.

I manipulate my dick until it finds her warm, slick entrance.

I slide my tip in and then grab her hips and slam her down.

She lets out a loud scream. Oh shit. Someone is going to come over here thinking I’m murdering her. I both love and hate how loud she is.

I remain still inside her as I quickly swivel my head around. I don’t see anyone approaching.

She always shakes uncontrollably for a few seconds as soon as I’m balls deep inside her. It’s her body’s way of acclimating to my size, and it drives me wild.

I have one hand over her mouth and the other now moving back up her dress, circling her clit a few times to loosen her up. “Feel good?”

She mumbles into my hand. “So good.”

“Can you clench around me? I’ve got plans for us, and I need you to learn how to milk me. ”

She clenches so fucking hard that I think my dick might be permanently embedded inside her. I bite her neck. “Such an overachiever.”

She lets out a giggle before doing it again. I can’t help but let out a loud groan.

“Shhh,” she mocks. “I don’t want to have to muzzle you.”

I reach into the top of her dress and pinch her nipple. Hard. Her pussy clenches again. “Are we engaged in a squeezing battle right now, Gully Sulley?”

She nods before we go back and forth a few more times, both emitting noises that are a mixture of amusement and pleasure along the way.

She reaches back and threads her fingers through my hair, giving it the hard tug she knows I crave.

Turning her head, her lips hover over mine. “Fuck me, Vance. Fuck me now.”

“I can’t bounce you without creating too much of a disturbance. The truck can’t start rocking. It will draw unwanted attention. We’ll need to work together to achieve maximum pleasure. Can you do that for me, baby?”

She clenches around me again. “I understand the play, QB1. Teamwork makes the dream work. Make me see stars and I’ll do the same for you.”

As if on cue, we both look up into the starry night. I hadn’t even noticed it before. “It’s a perfect night. Perfect for driving my cock into you.”

“Stop talking. Just do it already.”

I smile. “Do you really want me to stop talking?”

Her eyes widen. “No. Keep talking.”

“You get off on it, don’t you?”

She bites her lip shyly and eventually nods.

“It’s okay, so do I.”

I begin thrusting my hips up. I do it short and hard, not long and deep. She’s going to have to clench and push down for that to happen. She does. In no time, we’ve established a rhythm that’s quickly pushing us both to the brink .

Her hips circle while mine thrust. She pulls my hair while I run my fingers over her clit.

My other hand hovers by her mouth, covering it when needed.

She sucks on my fingers at times which seems to be a direct line to my dick.

Her hand not in my hair is on my leg with her nails deliciously digging into my thigh, undoubtedly breaking skin, even through my jeans.

We can hear the nondescript noises of other people around us. Someone could easily climb up my truck and see what we’re doing. The threat of being seen only serves to ramp things up. This is next-level. It might be the hottest sex of my life.

I can’t help but bite down all over her shoulders and neck. She’s going to be covered in my marks. The thought of that only spurs me on to do more.

“You’re doing so good, baby. Do you like that people are close by and could see us at any moment?”

She moans out, “Y…y…yes. I can’t. It’s too much. Oh god, I’m coming.”

“Wait for me,” I instruct.

She clenches so fucking hard that my eyes roll back in my head. I truly do see stars. My spine tingles, and my balls feel like they’re exploding. I have no control over my orgasm anymore. It’s all under her spell.

I bite down hard on her shoulder to stifle my groan as my orgasm hits me so fucking hard that I feel light-headed. She starts to scream, but I have the wherewithal to cover her mouth again.

I shoot long, hot streams into her. It rolls on and on. Feeling her come drip down my balls drags out my orgasm that much more.

We shudder through the aftershocks of our earth-shattering orgasms. We’re still panting heavily when her head plops back onto me and she buries her nose in my neck. She breathes, “Holy shit. That was intense.”

I open my mouth. I want to tell her that I love her. I’m pretty sure I have for a while, but I don’t want to spoil the mood. It’s not something she’ll want to hear.

There are so many things I wish I could change about the past. So many regrets I have.

If I had made different decisions, Sulley could be mine forever, but I know the reality.

She’ll never let things go and truly be mine.

I need to find a way to help her get past it.

Sullivan Aisling O’Shea belongs with me.

Always has, always will.