22. There’s No Party Like a Luke and Daniel Party
Ifind Carmella and Daniel dancing next to the fountain.
She waves me over to her, and I cut through the crowd and slip in behind her. “We did shots!” she yells excitedly.
I dip my head down so she can hear me. “Wanna do some more? I need a drink.”
She nods and makes the shot glass gesture to Daniel, who gives a thumbs-up as he bops along to the music. Good ol’ Daniel, probably the best wing man I’ve ever had. He’s my good-time guy.
The only thing Daniel has ever been serious about is the practice of law, and that’s only so he can get paid the big bucks to tell people how to skirt around it. Family law practice is just a hobby. How else would he meet as many soon-to-be single ladies as he does?
I order us three more rounds. “Hey, your girl is fun and she can dance, too,” he says next to me. I know what he’s angling for, and I consider Carmella for a moment.
“Tell me about it. I got a couple videos I could show you.” Dan widens his eyes and arches his eyebrows at Carmella.
She huffs. Her elbow connects with my ribs, and my drink sloshes down my arm. Daniel cackles. “She’s a firecracker.” He leans down to talk to her over the sound of “drowning” by Vague003. “Luke needs a firm hand from time to time. Just smack him around when he acts up.”
Reaching around Carmella, I flick his perfectly cut and sculpted hair. It reminds me of one of those GQ slicked-back hairstyles. Daniel swivels on me. “I don’t give a damn how close we are, touch my fucking hair and we’re fighting.”
Carmella spits out her drink as a fit of giggles hits her when I wink at her and laugh.
Daniel smooths back his hair as if a small flick would do anything to disturb all the hair gel and spray he’s used to sculpt it. We finish our drinks and head back to the dance floor as a couple, as Daniel heads off to deposit his jacket back in the VIP.
Carmella”s fingers lace with mine and she wraps herself in my arms, pressing her back to my chest as she grinds her ass into my lap. We sway to the rhythm, and her body against mine helps soothe the ache in my chest from my fight with Sasha. When Dan returns, his sleeves are rolled up. He settles in front of Carmella, matching our rhythm. He slips his thigh between her legs and begins to grind on her. She glances up at me, a question on her face, and my lips curl up as I shrug. She can tell him no if she wants to. We can do this entirely at her pace.
The world around us becomes a dark blur of flashing lights and a crush of people as “Haunted” by Isabel LaRosa thumps from the speaker, vibrating in our chests.
Carmella’s face is hidden by her hair. I can’t tell if she is tolerating Dan’s closeness to humor me or if she just enjoys being caught between us. But then one lithe arm slinks around his neck, giving him more access to her.
Daniel arches a brow at me in question. I mouth, “Shoot your shot.” The worst she can do is tell him no and maybe kill me. He grins and nods.
As the alcohol loosens my muscles, the music loosens my soul. I lose myself in the rhythm and feel of Carmella for a long time. The lights flash over her face, and she’s grinding on Daniel with her eyes closed and a big smile on her face. My lips curl into a grin at seeing her having such a good time and being able to provide it.
Stepping into her, I pin her against Daniel and raise her chin up to capture her lips. They’re soft and warm, parting gently. I can taste the tequila on her breath. My dick is instantly hard. Sliding my hand up, I wrap it around her throat and squeeze. She moans and rolls her hips against us both.
Holding her head tipped up, I break our kiss and Daniel takes my spot and kisses her soundly. Her eyes fly open in shock for a second as she searches my face out of the corner of her eyes. Running my hands up her body, I slip my fingers under the diamond keyhole and brush across her erect nipple. She moans in his mouth, her eyes fluttering closed. I watch as Daniel”s hand creeps around to cup her breast through the dress.
She pulls away, glancing at the both of us and blushing as red as her dress. I grin at her and lower my head to whisper in her ear, “We’re gonna have some fun with Daniel. I want to watch him touch you. Is that alright?”
“He’s the lawyer, right?” she whispers softly back to me. “The one that accepts sex as payment?”
I frown. “That isn’t what this is about. If it comes to that, I’ll pay him in cash. This is for fun. He’s a friend.”
She bites her lip. I lean down again. “It doesn’t change anything between us. I promise,” I reassure her.
She grabs on me before I pull away. “You promise? Nothing changes?”
I slam my lips down on hers, bruising us both in a scorching kiss. Her mouth is rubbed red and swollen when I let her go. “I promise. It’ll be you and me back at the store in a couple of hours.”
She glances at Daniel who, while he’s been right beside us, has been giving us mental privacy while dancing and watching the surrounding people. She nods and gives me a mischievous grin that makes me want to bend her over the fountain and fuck her stupid.
Snapping my fingers in Dan’s face, I point to the back of LUX and navigate our way off the packed dance floor. We plop down on an arrangement of black couches tucked into a corner under the staircase that leads to the second floor. The beat changes to “Shot It Club Mix” by KVPV. After ordering a round of drinks, Daniel pulls Carmella into his lap and kisses her. She relaxes into him eventually and loses herself in the moment, reaching up to touch his face. Daniel’s hand makes slow circles on the inside of her thigh.
Burning lust pumps through my veins as her legs spread apart just a hair and his hand slips higher. My chest expands as I take a deep breath. Our drink order arrives with a bottle of whiskey, courtesy of our host. The table girl explains that Sasha had to step away for a minute, and I nod and motion her away.
I move to sit in front of Daniel on the table, blocking most of the club from seeing us. Sliding my fingers to the back of the Carmella’s wig, I fist her hair and my mouth captures hers, nipping at her bottom full lip with my teeth. Kissing my way down her neck and back up, I breathe into her ear, “Spread your legs, you dirty slut. Show Daniel how wet you are.”
Wrapping my hand around her thigh, I tug it into my lap. Carmella blushes and I nibble her lips as Daniel”s hand slips up and under her short red dress. We both watch her face as he rotates his hand and pushes his fingers into her. More of his arm disappears under the dress as Carmella tips her head back and moans in a way that has me wanting to shove my cock in her open mouth.
“Fuck yeah, baby girl, you are super wet,” Daniel hisses.
She groans. “That feels so fucking good.” Daniel tips her head back to his lips as he rocks his hand under her dress. I do a quick glance around to make sure no one is watching before I push her dress up and yank the black thong to the side, watching Daniel’s fingers pump in and out of her pink, tight cunt. “That’s it. Take it, baby girl. Spread yourself open for Daddy. Do you like it?” Dan all but purrs into her mouth.
Carmella sucks in a sharp breath and nods her head.
“What’s my name?” Daniel asks.
“Um...” She looks at me and I want to snort. Dan has had a kink about being called Daddy since I met him. “Daddy?” Carmella asks hesitantly.
He smooths his hand down her wig. “Good girl,” he coos, kissing her. “Good girl. Are you going to let Daddy fuck this little pussy? It’s so tight. I’ll make it feel so good. I promise.”
She giggles as her face grows even more scarlet, but the embarrassment doesn’t stop the moans as he shoves his fingers deeper inside her. Licking my thumb, I rub her clit in the little circles I know she likes. She digs her nails into my forearm and fists Daniel’s shirt. She whines and pants as we play with her. I palm my cock with my other hand and fantasize about what she’ll look like with my cock down her throat as Daniel fucks her.
Daniel”s free hand wraps over her mouth to keep her noises down. He is jack-hammering her cunt so hard, I’m surprised he doesn’t fist her. “That’s a good girl. Take it all. Tell me you”re going to let us fuck you.”
Her voice is tight and muffled as it leaks around Daniel’s fingers. “Yes, please fuck me.”
Carmella’s hips dance under our ministrations as she nears her orgasm. Wet, gushy sounds come from between her legs as Daniel slips a fourth finger in her. Kicking up the speed, I rub her clit vigorously and watch as her eyes flutter closed and her orgasm carries her away and breaks her apart in Daniel’s arms.
Putting my forehead on hers, I whisper, “You are so fucking beautiful. I wish you could see what I do.” I drop a kiss on her damp forehead while I push her hand against the bulge in my pants. She swallows thickly. Standing, I pull her into my arms and bite that pouty bottom lip, relishing the feel of her. Lust clouds my mind; every movement of her body against mine sends delicious friction rocketing against my cock.
“Let’s go find somewhere private,” I tell Daniel. He nods.
I lead Carmella by the hand to the back of the club that says staff only. Looking back at her, I can see the hesitant curiosity and heavy lust on her face in the flashing lights of the club. Green and red lights run across her smooth skin, and she gives me an anxious smile. Daniel appears behind her, carrying the bottle of whiskey, with a wider grin.
I tip my head to the staff only door. He slips his arm around Carmella’s waistline, placing a kiss on her cheek before pushing her forward with his body. I push the door open and wave them through, smiling at her as I do so.
The pulsating music of “Intro” by The xx is muted as the door clicks shut behind us. The room is cast in blood-red lights and dark shadows.
Daniel stands with Carmella pulled into him and hands her the bottle. He whispers something in her ear and she laughs. His hand trails down to grab her ass, pushing her into his hard cock.
Her eyes snap to mine. My desire to watch her get fucked is bleeding out of every pore. I don’t even care where we are right now. Walking up behind her, I pull her flush against my chest. Tipping her face up, I breathe in her fruity shampoo and wrap my hand around her throat, squeezing. I fuse her lips with mine, and my body burns as I grind against her ass.
Daniel pushes into her as well as he kisses and licks her neck, pinning her between us. He tugs the stretchy material that makes the diamond shaped keyhole in her dress to the sides, revealing her tits. His hands grip and squeeze them as I devour her mouth. Carmella sucks in a breath from between my lips, whimpering and wiggling between the two of us as Dan sucks a nipple into his mouth.
My cock is beyond hard and every rotation and bump of Daniel rubs her ass against me in delicious and maddening friction. If Carmella were a little sluttier, I’d fuck her ass while Daniel takes her pussy. We’d really get her crying and panting that way. But those hesitant looks, the way her hands cling to my face, and the desperate touch of her lips against mine tells me I’m pushing her.
She whimpers as I break our kiss. As I bite her earlobe, she moans. Daniel’s mouth has sealed over her nipple as he pinches the other one. He grunts as he looks up at her, the sound of his wet tongue flicking her sensitive tips making it hard for me to breathe. The look of her half undressed, pinned to my lap, my hand at her throat, and Daniel pulling her thin black thong down her legs does some crazy shit to my head. What a fucking slut. She needs to get on my dick.
I suck in a shaky breath, trying to not blow my load. My body feels like a wire ready to snap. I grab the bottle of whiskey and take a long draw. Licking my lips, I ask, “What do you want to do here, caramel drop?”
Her eyes are heavily lidded and her mouth puffy between Daniel and me abusing her lips. A sweet blush decorates her cheeks. “I don’t know,” she whispers, biting her bottom lip, looking at me like she wants me to continue punishing her with hard kisses.
“Yes, you do. Tell us what you want. I want to hear you say it. Tell me how you want it,” Dan says. My hand dips to squeeze her unoccupied tit before dropping lower and gripping the hem of her dress. I drag it up. Carmella whimpers and does this adorable little frustrated head shake, looking at me, her face full of desperation and lust.
“I’m horny. Please.” She whines.
Daniel chuckles. “That wasn’t a fuck me, Daddy, now was it, Luke?”
I laugh. “He’s right. That wasn’t a fuck me, Daddy at all.”
She looks between the two of us, unsure.
“I got an idea that might loosen her lips. If she doesn’t want to talk, she can suck,” Daniel says, unzipping his slacks and pulling out his cock, stroking down the shaft. Carmella turns crimson and licks her lips as she stares down at him.
“Hey.” I tip her head back so she can look at me. “Show Dan what the mouth does.” Her jaw drops open with absolute scandal written into her features. “Atta girl, keep that mouth open.” I pull the wig from her head and fist my hand around the blonde bun, forcing her to her knees.
Carmella moans as Daniel’s dick brushes her lips, and she slides his cock in her mouth as I yank her head back so I can see him use her face like a Fleshlight. I hold her there, letting him ruin her cute little mouth with his cock. She gags and grabs onto his slacks and my hand as he hits the back of her throat.
“Breathe through your nose,” he tells her, tipping his head back and forcing his length down her throat. His breath hitches as his hips settle into a thrusting rhythm. Carmella gives him a hot little moan and sucks in her cheeks, latching onto him like a fucking pro. Wet, gagging sounds fill the air as Daniel yanks her forward, pushing his cock down her throat again. He pulls away, and she gulps down air like she’s run a marathon.
“He told you to breathe through your nose,” I say, popping her on the cheek with a gentle slap. My cock is screaming for attention. I can feel the pre-cum soaking into my pants, making wet spots in the cream linen.
Her eyes water as she coughs. Daniel laughs. “So, what’s the deal, buttercup? You wanna keep getting fucked or not?” She nods. Leaning forward, she wraps her lips around his cock and sucks, bobbing up and down the length of him as he spreads his legs and palms the back of her head.
Pulling out my phone, I turn on the camera and crouch down to her level. I snap off a few pictures before turning on the video and watching her slurp down his length like he is a tall glass of water. She gags herself on his dick, and I don’t think I’ve ever been so turned on as I am watching her blow him.
I rub myself through my pants and nearly cum at the friction. I’ve got to take the edge off.
“Take over.” Daniel’s eyes pop open as I pass the phone to him and grab Carmella by the hair, maneuvering her off Daniel’s dick with a pop. She looks at me with smokey dark-blue eyes heavy with lust and tequila. I undo her bun, threading my fingers through her ashen locks. I unzip and free myself, putting my cock against her mouth. My dick jumps as her warm breath hits the tip of my sensitive skin. My voice, laced with desire, orders her to: “Suck me off, slut.”
Her eyes flick up, and her fingers wrap around me. I shake her hair. “No, just your mouth. Jerk him off while you do it and look at me.” She takes Daniel in her hand, rubbing up and down his shaft, and she leans forward and slides my cock into her mouth.
Her warm tongue flicks across the bottom of my shaft, and I have a moment of deep regret that we won’t be able to do this long or I’m going to cum. She slides her hot mouth down the length of me, hits the base, and we both moan. God damn, her mouth feels like heaven.
Her tongues dance out, licking across the tip and swiveling in a circle, setting off all kinds of lightning bolts in my head. “Oh, fuck,” I grunt out. I so badly want to face fuck her until she cries, but I’ll nut. I let her set the pace even as my hands fist in her hair. It feels so good. Too good. I let go of her and run my hands through my hair, lacing my fingers behind my head.
It”s glorious having her suck me. My balls tighten and muscles start to kick as my orgasm builds. I pull away from her wonderful mouth at the last minute.
She kneels on the floor between us, devastatingly beautiful. Her dress is bunched in the middle, her hair wild, lipstick smeared and mascara running. Drool and pre-cum has dripped onto her tits, making them glossy. If she wasn’t a slut before, she sure is one now.
Daniel stands, jerking himself off and rubbing his pre-cum on her cheek. “What do you say, baby girl?”
She looks at me. The words are for him, but the intention... Oh, the intention is all for me. “Fuck me, Daddy.”
Reaching down, I twist her arm behind her back and she yelps. Dragging her naked backside against my aching cock, I dig it into her. “I got her waist if you got her legs,” I say to Dan.
Daniel has already shoved his pants down past his hips. Rolling a condom on, he grabs her thighs and lifts, exposing her pink, tight fuckhole to him. He whistles. ”Going to be a snug fit.”
“She can take it,” I tell him.
Carmella gives us a sexy little pant. “Feels like you guys have done this before.” Daniel and I grin at each other. He chuckles as he leans in, lines up, and thrusts deep inside her.
Her blonde curls part around him, and she moans, tipping her head back against my chest. “Oh, shit. Oh, my God.” She bites her lip as she turns her head into my chest, grabbing onto my neck and arm for support.
He sets a quick pace, thrusting into her hard. The air fills with the sound of his balls slapping against her cunt and Carmella’s cries of pleasure. With every thrust, Carmella’s ass bounces against my cock till I’m dizzy with lust and near coming again. My balls ache.
“Fuck yeah, you take dick like a champ, don’t you, baby girl? Take all of Daddy’s cock.” He thrusts into her tight hole as I slip my hand down into her curls and flick her clit. She comes alive in my arms, wiggling down on his shaft and against my hand for more friction.
“What do you say?” Daniel says, pulling out of her.
“Fuck me, Daddy.” She says it over and over again as Daniel nails her with his cock. “Fuck me, Daddy. Fuck me, Daddy.” Her breath hitches as I circle her clit with my fingers. Picking up the pace, I watch as she comes apart. Her orgasm pulls a string of curse words and sweet cries from her lips and we continue to stimulate her. Tears slide down her cheeks and she jerks and moans on Daniel’s dick as I punish her clit. He freezes as she twists on his cock. “Fuck yeah, I’m going to breed you.” He better fucking not. His eyes close as he rocks into her, riding his own orgasm.
Our harsh breaths fill the air as they both come down from their orgasms. My dick screams for attention. Daniel drops her legs gently and stumbles back. Sliding the condom off, he plops it in the trash next to the door. He slips his dick back into his slacks and zips up. “Luke, I needed that. Thanks.”
“Carmella.” He finger guns at her. “I’ll see you out there, babe.”
With that, he turns on his heel, throws open the door, and disappears into the crowded dance floor. Carmella lies against my body, her fingers rubbing against my five o’clock shadow, and stares after Daniel before turning to look at me. “What the hell was that?” she asks breathlessly.
“That was Daniel.”
“Oh,” she says. I grind my cock into her ass, letting her know her work isn’t done yet.
She looks back at me. “Do you want me to blow you again? You could cum in my mouth.” The sweet little ask nearly does me in and my dick jumps, straining against her.
“I have a better idea.” Leaning her against the table, I straddle her closed legs and slip my cock between her pussy lips. My dick glides against her clit and grazes her slick fuckhole.
Wrapping my hands around her throat, I tell her, “Take a deep one,” and she obeys, sucking in air, and then I squeeze. Her face quickly turns red as I shut off most of her oxygen. “Grab my dick, slut, and tease yourself with it.”
She wraps a warm hand around my shaft, and I thrust in and out of her grip, the tip of me rubbing against her clit. Putting my forehead against hers, I press our faces together. Caught in the feel of her life flickering under my fingertips and my cock in her hands, words come unbidden to my lips. “If you ever let another man who isn’t me cum in you raw, I swear I’ll fucking kill you both.”
Carmella whimpers or laughs—I can’t tell—and swallows against my hands. Pushing against my grip on her throat, she kisses me deeply and bites down on my bottom lip. Her hands tighten, squeezing me hard, and pain lances up my cock.
My hips lose their rhythm as my balls pull up. Pleasure mixes with pain and it pushes me over the edge. My orgasm hits, stealing away my breath. Carmella’s nails dig into my shaft and my dick jumps, shooting ropey cum onto her clit, slit, and thighs. I moan and shudder against her, and the metallic coppery taste that fills my mouth as her teeth dig into my bottom lip. Blood.
She pulls her nails out of my softening shaft, making me flinch and moan in pain. There are bloody half-moon marks on my dick. Staring down at her, I see my blood on her smeared lipstick. Her stormy blue eyes are steady as she stares back at me. “And if you ever abandon me, I’ll never forgive you.”
I chuckle a bit and nod. “Okay, that’s fair, just as long as we both understand the rules.” I drop a kiss on her forehead. “Fix your dress and let’s get the fuck out of here. I don’t know about you, but I could go for a burger.” And to get away from Sasha. I also don’t want her spending any more time with Daniel.
Her steady eyes haven’t left mine. She flinches a little and bites her lip, rolling my blood into her mouth. “We’re crazy, aren’t we?”
I stare at her with a little smile tugging at my lips. “Oh yeah. We definitely are, caramel drop.”