Maverick & Sutton - “Road Head” NSFW (Patreon)

Had the idea to do a short non-canon smut for these two… so enjoy some of Maverick’s simpy (and sexy) thoughts 🫶🏻

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I am in hell.

95 degrees of direct sun in August hell, that is.

We’d spent the day touring… some city that I can’t be bothered to remember the name of. I think Sutton had tried to show me at least 20 buildings and landmarks all day but the only thing I could look at was her. It was torture, watching her skip around town and getting excited by everything she saw. It was killing me, watching her and not being able to hold her or touch her.

The cursed August sun had brought out the most adorable freckles on her nose that would pop out every time she laughed. She had this little bounce in her step everywhere she went that was beckoning to me like some sort of siren call. Where she led, I followed. And following her around an unfamiliar city all day meant I was being taunted not only by her hair glistening in the sunlight or her shining silver eyes… But I was also completely, shamefully, mesmerized by her ass.

Her round, perfect little ass has been shaking and enticing me the entire day. She’d worn one of those shockingly short sundresses, and with every sway of her long legs, her ass was drawing me in like a moth to a flame. I felt like a total creep watching her all day, but my skin was on fire and so was my chest and my… yeah, everything else. Over the course of this week, new feelings for Sutton have been increasingly bubbling to the surface and I no longer knew how to control my own thoughts from derailing. My entire train of thought was now pingponging between utter filth and unwavering adoration.

So that’s basically where my head was at, simmering in excruciating heat in the car next to her. She was peacefully, adorably asleep in the passenger seat, while I was baking in the sun, white knuckling the steering wheel. For days, my every thought had been consumed by Sutton. Her voice, her laugh, her attitude. But today, much to my dismay, I could not keep my mind from wandering to her ass.

What I wouldn’t give to have been able to grab her and pull her in to kiss me all day long. Or, fuck, I don’t know, bend her over and turn her pink skin bright red with my hand. Jesus, the heat was seriously getting to my head. I couldn’t wait to just get to our next stopping point and take a very long, freezing cold shower. Right before I’d have to climb into bed with her cuddling up to me all night, driving me absolutely crazy. I’m screwed. I am so screwed.

“Maverick?” Her voice chimed, half yawning.

Shit, when the hell did she wake up?

I glanced over in her direction, where she was half leaned over the center console and staring up at me with her giant eyes.

I cleared my throat, “yes, sweetheart?” I hoped she couldn’t tell my throat was drier than the desert.

“You seemed stressed,” she cooed.

Damn right I was stressed. I had been lamenting this entire day trying not to melt in the fucking heat or manhandle her every time she wiggled her ass at me. The small semblance of self control I seemed to have left was dwindling down every minute in this scorching sun.

“I’m not stressed,” I grumbled. Very fucking convincing, Maverick.

She hummed in response as I pulled up to a red light. Once stopped, I made the grave mistake of looking back over to her. Sutton was turned in my direction and leaning towards me. Her messy hair was behind her shoulders and her chest was pushed out, leaving her tits on full display. In my desperate attempt not to stare, I dragged my eyes toward her shoulder, where I noticed one of her dress straps had fallen down.

God hates me. I don’t know what the hell I ever did to him, but he hates me and is now punishing me for something. Sutton was a gorgeous, unattainable sun goddess and I was pathetic, loser Icarus who flew too damn close. Of course, I had to fall for a girl I had limited time with and was in love with someone else. My life fucking sucks.

“Maybe you need something to relax you.” She purred, catching me off guard. I look back down at her and wonder if she was this close before. Now, she wasn’t looking up at me—her gaze was transfixed directly towards my lap.

Wait, no. No, no. There’s no way. She had to be looking at something else. Because there was no way in flaming August hell that Sutton was currently draped over the center console and staring at my crotch. Was there a spider on the side of the door, maybe?

The light turned green again, and I eased my foot off the brake. I was almost able to put the thought out of my mind when I suddenly felt her hand grazing my thigh.

My leg nearly kicked up in response to her touch, but the fact that I was driving kept it in place. I struggled to find my voice for several seconds, trying to piece my thoughts back together. “What are you doing?”

“I thought maybe I could help you… destress.” Her voice was soft and high pitched, and it made my cock twitch in my pants. God, fuck, I was so down bad for this woman. Another quick glance over to her and she was looking up at me again. Eyes bright, bottom lip pulled between her teeth, chest poking out, and both dress straps now fallen down.

I am weak. I am so weak willed that when her hand started inching toward my crotch I couldn’t stop her. No part of me wanted to, even though I knew that I should. She palmed me over my jeans, and I let out a long sigh. I was hard, painfully so. I had been hard all fucking day, just watching her skip around in her tiny little sundress.

There was a point during the day where she bent over a concrete wall to grab something and the brief glimpse of her thighs and ass nearly made me lose it. So now when she was bent over my lap and pulling down my zipper I didn’t have any sense to stop her. A stronger man than I might realize that I was just a way for her to pass the time. Someone to mess around with while she was on her way to win over some other guy. But I was so desperate for her that when she pushed my pants and underwear just low enough to pull my cock out, I didn’t resist her.

She palmed my length, stroking me gently. The car pulled to another stop at a red light, allowing me to take in the full view of her in my lap. In her journey over to this side, her dress had tugged down even farther, and her bare tits were now completely spilled out. She flashed me the most innocent smile as her hand pumped my cock faster. I brushed my fingers through her hair as I admired the sight.

“You are so fucking beautiful, sweetheart,” I mumbled.

As the light turned green again, she giggled in response, before bending down to kiss the tip of my dick. I sucked in a breath as she dragged her tongue down the length of the shaft. “God, Sutton,” I groaned, twisting her hair around one hand and gripping the steering wheel with the other.

I had never been given head while driving before. It wasn’t really something I’d thought about with other women I’d been with. But of course, as always, Sutton was unlike anyone else I’d ever met. Somehow, she always seemed to know what I wanted even if I didn’t. And god, she was really good at sucking dick. As her head bobbed up and down, she made sure to give the tip attention at each pass. Her tongue licked delicate circles around the head, licking up any precum that leaked out.

Once again, for the thousandth time this week, I found myself cursing stupid Rowan. Because he was the one who was going to get her in the end. He didn’t deserve her—this unbelievably sexy, caring, brilliant, fearless force of a woman. I’m not sure I deserve her, either, but for now I take solace in the fact that I’m the one under her. With her mouth full of my cock, there was no way she was thinking about anyone else.

“Shit,” I hissed, as she continued moving, hallowing her cheeks, taking me further into her mouth every time. Thank god there wasn’t much traffic at this time of day, as my grip on the steering wheel in one hand, and my grip on her hair in the other tightened. I started to gently guide her head as she began to use her hand to compliment her work.

I wasn’t sure how much more I could take. By now, the tip of my dick was periodically touching the back or her throat and she was taking it in stride. Every nerve ending in my body was alight and I was on fire. I couldn’t recall a time I’d ever been so turned on in my life. This woman and her constant surprises was able to draw feelings out of me that I never imagined could be that strong that quickly.

She began to move faster, and as I drew closer towards the edge, I knew she wasn’t going to slow down and that I was a goner. As the car approached another red light, I switched into park before landing my opposite hand on her ass that I’d been dying to touch all day. When she jerked forward, her throat met the head of my cock as she moaned.

“Sutton, fuck!” I gasped, as my release barreled through me like a lightning strike. My cum shot down her throat as she dug her nails into my thighs. The sensation was unlike any other orgasm I’d ever had in my life, and I don’t think it was because of the adrenaline rush of being in the car.

While I was still catching my breath, she raised herself from my lap, beaming at me with a mixture of pride and pure lust. After I tucked myself back into my pants, she sat back into the passenger’s seat.

Before the light turned again, I glanced over to her, with her hair a mess and her dress still half off. I reached over, swiping my thumb over her glistening bottom lip. “Still as pretty as ever,” I murmured, causing her to blush in the most adorable way. Truly, she was extraordinary.

When I turned back to the road and sped through the next light, I couldn’t help but let my mind wander to every single thing I planned on doing to her when we got to our next hotel. I’d be damned if I didn’t make my name the only thing she remembered by the end of the night. In my mind, at least for now, I finally had her.