CHAPTER 29
Drake
Sonofabitch . I looked around the first floor of the museum and rolled my lips into my mouth. Apparently curated love meant porn. I glanced down at Sonnie and saw her eyes widen as she took in the art around us. I wasn’t sure if I wanted to laugh at her cute as hell reaction or drag her into a bathroom. I’d been hard since my first taste of her and being surrounded by paintings and statues of people fucking in various positions wasn’t helping.
Sonnie looked up at me with a beautiful blush staining her cheeks. The professional makeup almost hid it and that just made me want to wipe it off even more. “Well…”
I bit my knuckle to keep from laughing out loud and dragged her closer. “I didn’t expect this.”
She breathed out a quiet laugh and leaned into my chest. “Just to be clear, to minimize the sexual fetish side of this thing between all of us, your publicist sent us to a sex museum?”
A sharp pang of concern went off in the back of my brain but I dismissed it. Paul wasn’t great, but he was being paid to take care of our public image. If he tried anything at all, it would be self-sabotage. “Seems a little off, huh?”
She straightened her shoulders and moved over to a statue of two men wrapped around each other in a tangle of limbs. Her blush deepened when she saw their carnal connection. The dress she’d picked out was a floor-length black number with a lower neckline. That neckline let me watch as her blush traveled down her neck and over her chest. Licking her lips, she absently fanned herself before shifting to look at another statue, one of a man and woman.
I moved to stand behind her and rested my hands on her hips. “You like them?”
She leaned back into me and I could feel the tremor working its way through her body. “Yes.”
Stroking my hand around to her stomach, I let her feel how much I was affected by her. I groaned when she instantly rubbed her ass against my dick. “We were spotted. I could call Jim and have him back here in two minutes.”
Sonnie leaned forward slightly, studying the same statue and grinding her ass into me. “I want to look around. This is beautiful. Look at the pain the artist captured on the man’s face.”
I looked around to make sure no one was watching and slid my palm down to cup her sex. She jumped and I leaned into her to growl against her ear. “The woman is clearly tormenting him.”
She slid her hand over mine. “I don’t think so. Look at her face. She’s in pain, too. She’s just as desperate for him.”
“What do you think she wants?”
Sonnie spun around in my arms. “I think she wants him to fuck her but they’re trapped, posing for the artist. I bet she’s soaking wet and whimpering for him. Her arched back, her strained throat…she’s probably squeezing the part of him inside her, praying it’s enough to get her off but knowing she needs all of him to come.”
I felt precum leak from my tip and swallowed a curse. I was seconds from yanking up her dress and fucking her right there against the statue. All my blood was flowing straight to my dick and I was having a hard time remembering why that was a bad idea.
“Mr. Taylor! Hi! We were so glad you could make it!”
Sonnie stepped away from me and I took a secret moment to adjust my dick before turning around to see what was coming at us. I immediately recognized the founder of the charity, Kyle Ross.
Struggling to regain my composure, I stepped forward and held out my hand. “Mr. Ross. It’s good to see you again. Thank you for inviting me. Let me introduce you to my girlfriend, Sonnie Morgan. Sonnie, this is Kyle Ross. He’s the founder of To-Go Green.”
Sonnie’s cheeks were bright red as she stepped forward and held out her hand to Kyle. “It’s nice to meet you. I’ve actually heard all about your charity. The bar I worked at until recently had a red solo night until I read through your website. I followed my boss around complaining at him until he canceled red solo night and refused to buy plastic cups ever again.”
A sense of jealousy washed over me that made me want to peel off my skin and put on something that fit better. I lightly tugged at the tie around my neck as Kyle smiled back at Sonnie with every tooth in his head on display.
“That’s amazing!” He reached out and lightly touched her shoulder. “Honestly, it’s people like you who care that end up making the biggest difference.”
I wrapped my arm around her waist and held her close, making sure Kyle saw he needed to keep his hands to himself. “Sonnie is pretty amazing.”
Kyle took a step back, getting the message, and nodded at the stairs. “Dinner’s about to start. You guys won’t want to miss it.”
Sonnie turned into me as soon as Kyle disappeared up the stairs and rested her hand on my chest. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d say I heard you turn into a growling bear for a moment there.”
I shrugged and slid my hands around to her ass to cup it. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
She stood on her tiptoes to kiss me. “Must’ve been a passing motorcycle.”
I glanced around the mostly empty first floor of the museum and back down at her. “Do you trust me?”
“Yes.” Her fast answer let me know it was true. She didn’t need to think about it at all. She knew she trusted me.
“Come here.” I tugged her after me as I made my way to a corner that’d been created by two large statues. There was a sense of privacy, but it wasn’t a lot. There were still glass walls everywhere. The statues would provide just enough cover.
Sonnie looked around once we were in the small space and bit her lip. She saw the same things I did. There was a strip of that glass wall visible from our spot. If someone walked by, they’d be able to see us. The first floor had cleared out, except for security guards at the entrance.
“I need to be inside you.” I gripped the hips of her dress and started to inch it up in the front. “I can wait if you need me to, Cupcake. Just say the word.”
She unzipped my pants and reached in to pull out my dick. It was a tight fit with how hard I was but she managed and then she hiked her leg up around my hip and gripped the back of my neck. “I’m dying here, Drake. Do it.”
I impaled her on my full length with one quick thrust. Slipping my hand over her mouth, I pressed my forehead to hers and quietly swore as her muscles squeezed me. The feeling was instant, better than anything I’d ever experienced. Lifting her other leg to wrap around my hip, I held her with one arm around her back and met her gaze. It was wild with desire as I rocked my hips forward and moved back fast enough that her body kind of swung back into mine. The sensation of her body swinging down on my dick was heaven.
Sonnie kept her arms and legs locked around me while I fucked her. She cried out into my hand but the sound was muffled enough I knew no one else would hear it.
Something about the jealousy I’d felt made me possessive as I stopped moving and gripped her face. “I need both of my hands. You need to bury your beautiful mouth into my shoulder and stay silent. Okay?”
She nodded and did as I said, but the moment I gripped both of her ass cheeks and started pumping her body up and down my length with hard, powerful strokes, she let out a sound that caught the guards’ attention.
I heard one of them coming closer and kept my cock buried deep in Sonnie. She was mine and my caveman brain wanted to mark her as such before letting her go. When Sonnie tried to lift her head to see why I’d stopped moving, I growled. “Stay still.”
I made sure her dress was covering her ass and what we were doing and shifted my grip higher just as the guard walked into view.
He looked us over and raised his brows. “Is everything okay?”
My voice was full of gravel as I spoke. “Yeah. She’s just having a bad day.”
Sonnie was frozen, her entire body stiff at the sound of someone close by. Her core kept fluttering around my length, though. I couldn’t tell if she was doing it on purpose or if it was involuntary.
“Does she need anything?” The guard stepped closer. “They put in some kind of sensory overload room on the other side of this floor. It’s a nice quiet place if you want to take her over there to calm down.”
I looked down at Sonnie and saw her biting her lip. “Do you need that room, Cupcake?”
She shook her head immediately and dug her nails into my shoulders. Still, her pussy massaged my cock in a way that made me want to bend her over and spank the hell out of her while fucking her hard. I wasn’t sure, but I felt like she was teasing me.
“Okay, just keep it down some. There’s a dinner happening upstairs and sound carries in here.” The guard looked us over a second more and frowned. “I hope she feels better.”
I waited until he was out of earshot to grip Sonnie’s ass tight again. I raked my teeth down her neck and bit her shoulder just hard enough to make her gasp. “You weren’t playing fair.”
Sonnie buried her own teeth into my shoulder and I used the chance to fuck her harder. I jerked her up and down my shaft until those flutters inside her turned into vibrations and my balls tightened with the need to come. Her cries were muffled by my shoulder so I gave in to the need to finish us both off. I drove into her faster and within a few strokes, we were both coming hard. Her body milked every drop of come from me as I left fingerprint shaped bruises on her ass and she left the indentation of her teeth in my shoulder.
I had to lean against the base of one of the sculptures as I caught my breath. Sonnie lifted her head after a while and I grinned when I saw how smudged her professional makeup was. Her hair was also coming undone, somehow. I didn’t remember grabbing at it, but I must have. Her eyes were only half-opened as she smiled at me.
“You’re leaning on a dick.”
It took me a moment to understand what she meant and when I did, I just laughed. Of course, the part of the sculpture I’d leaned against was a dick. Sex with Sonnie wouldn’t be complete if there wasn’t at least one other dick involved in some way. It was just normally my best friends’ dicks that were invading. When I told her that, she smiled softly and kissed me even softer.
“I like it with all three of you.” She saw me get ready to say something and pressed another kiss to my lips to quiet me. “I also really like it with only you.”
That caveman part of my brain finally exhaled and I felt my shoulders relax some. As I slowly put her back on the ground and made sure her dress was in place, I couldn’t help the smile on my face.
She adjusted my jacket and tie and bit her lip. “You look so handsome like this. It should be illegal.”
“I’m invisible next to you, Cupcake. You’re fucking stunning. Even now, with your makeup and hair messed up, you’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.” I cupped her face in my hands and dropped a slow kiss on her full lips. “I’ve never been so attracted to anyone. I’ve never taken someone in a very public place because I felt like I’d die if I didn’t.”
Her eyes were bright as she stared up at me, her thoughts so damn clear it was unfair to her. I could see her hope and fear so clearly and all I wanted to do was nurture one and send the other one packing. Before I could say anything else, though, she gasped. “My hair and makeup are messed up?”