Rush Hour | By : larifoc Category: Individual Celebrities > Gerard Butler Views: 3330 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Title: Rush Hour.
Author:Larissa
Summary: Rush hour fun.
Rating: R.
Pairing(s): Gerard Butler and "you".
Feedback: desired.
Characters: Gerard Butler.
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters listed in this story nor do I make any money out of it.
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Rush hour, New York city. The traffic had been stopped for almost half an hour. You lean back in the passenger seat. The day was so long and the air was hot and heavy, you are glad to be going home for a nice bath and fresh clothes. Thank God Gerry had stopped by at your work to pick you up, otherwise you’d be stuck inside a crowded train in the subway.
You relax and enjoy the cool coming from the air-conditioner, waiting for the cars to start moving. You look outside the window to the sea of cars that surround you. This in going to take a long time . You turn your attention to the car right next to you and watch a young couple kissing passionately. Thanks to the dark glass, which had been Gerry’s choice when he went buy the car, they are not able to see you looking.
A thought crosses your mind as you watch that scene and you look over to Gerry who is seating beside you. His eyes are closed and his head is leaned back resting on the head support of his driver seat. You can see in his face how tired he is after a long day in press conferences, business meetings and photo shootings. People may think being an actor was a glamorous life, but you knew, after being with him for a while now, how stressful it could be.
You reach out to brush his hair, moving your hand down to rest on the right side of his face. He looks down at you and smile, meeting your eyes with his while taking your hand and giving it a soft kiss.
You look at his chest barely covered by his white shirt (he has always been lazy when it came to buttoning his shirts), and your eyes drift down to the bulge on his jeans.
You unfasten your seat belt and lean forward, moving closer to his face and blowing softly in his ear. He shivers and turns his head your way, capturing your lips with his. You open your mouth and let his tongue caress every corner of it. He moans as you let your hand slide inside his shirt to play with his nipple, feeling it harden under your touch.
He breaks the kiss to look at you. “Don’t start what you can’t finish.”
“Who says I won’t finish…” is your reply, your eyes filled with lust.
He stares at you, not knowing what exactly is going on in your mind. You smile and kiss him softly on the lips before you move to his neck, kissing and biting his hot flesh.
He gives a deep growl enjoying your bites. Your hands unbutton the rest of his shirt and move down to rest on his belt. Your lips move down his chest as you continue torturing him your teeth and your kisses, knowing how much he loves that.
“Oh God, you’re killing me… please…” he begs burring his hands in your hair. You look up at him with innocent eyes “Please what? You don't like this…? I can stop if you want...” you brush your hand up and down his chest, a mischievous look on your face. His head is leaned back on the support of his seat, his eyes closed.
“Oh… don’t… stop… uh…” is all he can manage to say. You bend your head down and return your attention to his belt. You hear his sigh of relief as you free his aching hard member from his trousers.
You open your mouth and he gasps as you take him as deep as you can down your throat, moving quickly back to the tip and sucking hard on it. You lick his length while your hand moves down and grab his balls.
His breathing is heavy and his moans grow louder as you go back to pulling him in and out of your mouth at a steady rhythm. Your other hand closes around him tightly.
He bucks his hips up and you feel the car shake. You gently push him back down and try to keep him seated, but it’s no use. He moves his hips up again pushing himself deeper inside your mouth. The car shakes violently.
You pull away from him. “Gerry, don’t do that. We’ll call to much attention.” You say looking up at him. He looks down at you with half closed eyes, his face is flushed and his mouth is slightly opened… that’s got to be the most gorgeous man in the world you think taking in the sight of him.
He throws his head back again, closing his eyes and pushing your head back down.
“Let people hear, watch… I don’t care… Oh, fuck… your mouth feels so good…” he almost shouts when you take him back inside your mouth.
His moaning is more frequent and you know he’s close to his release. You suck on him harder and faster, tightening your grip on his cock and balls.
“Fuck…” is all he says as he comes deep inside your throat. You lick every single drop of him and lift your head to meet his eyes. He smiles weekly, his breath still heavy, and pulls you for a kiss.
“You’re crazy, you know…” he says leaning back on his seat, unable to move one finger.
“Yes, I know… you drive me nuts.” you laugh, looking out the window as the cars start moving.
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