Chapter 6 | Brooklyn #3
The moment we were alone, his hand rested on my lower bare back long enough to snatch me to him and growled, “Fuck going to the gala. The minute another man stares at you, it’s over, and I don’t want to fight. We’re going back to my place.”
Pleased at his rapt attention, I wrapped my arms around his neck. “I told you to trust me. And I didn’t do all this to get naked.”
“Oh, you can keep the dress on while I fuck you.” His hand slid down my back to cup my ass before he whistled, “A thong and you expect me to stay sane this whole night?”
I pulled him out of the door. “We can sex all night after the gala.”
The cool air raised goosebumps, and Carter asked, “You don’t have a wrap or a jacket?”
“And cover this dress? I’ll be fine, and after we’ve made our entrance, I’ll use yours.”
He kissed my nape. “Thinking we need to go to every black tie event I’ve been invited to if this is the Brooklyn I get.”
The driver held the door open for us in the Black Cadillac Escalade. “Good evening, Dr. Kelley. I’m Charles, your driver for tonight.”
“Good evening.” I eased into the back seat, and the driver had barely closed the door on Carter before he pulled me into his lap. Luckily, we had a privacy window blocking the driver’s vision of us.
“You’re going to mess up my hair and make-up.” I fussed while loving his rather rough treatment of me.
As the driver pulled away from the house, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a small dark object, and took a silver egg out of the case. “Open your legs.”
“Is that what I think it is?” I whispered while I pulled up my dress.
“He can’t hear us.” Carter sounded amused before he put the egg into his mouth and then easily pushed it inside of me. “You must be already wet.”
I held his hand to my pussy. “I get wet just thinking of you.”
He inhaled deeply before he said hoarsely, “Two hours and we’re out. An hour if there’s no dancing.”
The heaviness and the smooth feel of the egg inside me only made me hornier, and I started kissing his cologne-scented neck. “I don’t think I’m going to make thirty minutes.”
“I already told you we can go to my place.” He tilted his head, allowing me to suck on his neck.
Until a jolt hit my clit and I shut my legs. “Fucckkk...what did you do?”
Carter held up his cell. “I control your pussy with this app.”
Another pleasurable bolt hit my clit. I hissed through my teeth. “You expect me to behave normally while this is inside of me?”
He nibbled on the space between my neck and ear.
“Yes. People will be watching you. One of the hard parts of being with me is the scrutiny. You came into my life after I retired, so the lens will be a little kinder to you than it was to my last two relationships. But make no mistake, there will be someone watching and wondering about the beautiful woman on my arm.”
The egg started vibrating, and my whole pussy felt alive. I gripped his muscled bicep. “Why would you decide to do this to me right now?”
“Because I know how strong you are and how you’re good at hiding what you truly feel when necessary.
..it’s a part of your job to stay calm and neutral even when you want to scream.
Being in public with me is the same thing.
Figured we could test it out.” He placed a kiss right above my breast. “And sex relaxes you. I didn’t want you to be nervous or feel pressure.
Just focus on the party and me, and let the constant pleasure fade to the background.
My head flopped back from the escalating pressure to climax. “And if I fail?”
“We’ll find some corner to fuck.”
“Shit, Carter, I can’t come like this, I’ll stain my dress.”
His hand squeezed through my clasped thighs, and his finger rubbed my inner lips. “You won’t be able to see your wetness through this thick, dark material.”
I grabbed his wrist. “You’re diabolical.”
“You want me to stop.” He continued to rub me while the egg vibrated.
“Fuck no....yes...shit I’m so confused. This feels so damn good.”
“Better than my dick?” Carter asked.
With those words tossed at me like a dare, my hair or makeup didn’t matter. I needed him inside of me. I pulled his finger out and raised my dress to straddle him. “Fuck me now.”
He gave me an easy smile, though his eyes were dark with lust, and his erection pushed against his zipper. “I don’t have condoms on me. Didn’t expect you to be this aggressive. Thought fingering you and eating you out would be enough.”
“I don’t care.” I fumbled with his pants. We’d been tested clean within days of being together. “Just pull out.”
Carter’s hands swept under my nape, and he gazed into my eyes. “No.”
“No?” My voice squeaked in disbelief. “You get to fuck me without a condom.”
In the brief time of togetherness, Carter loved a lot of sex. I suspected it was the main reason he liked being in a relationship, so he could have it at any time and any place without worrying about diseases or his business out in the streets.
“If we fuck, we’re not going to the gala. Because how I feel right now, this expensive ass dress will be ripped to shreds in this confined space.” He sank low on the seat, his mouth near my dripping pussy. “Let me eat you now and finish you with my dick later.”
I pressed my hands to the roof and watched him devour me while the vibrator hummed inside of me.
Soundproof glass or not, the driver had to hear my orgasmic screams.