Chapter 47 #2
With that, Donovan and I went to mix a drink.
It’d been a very long time since I’d been at a late-night bar that felt like this.
The four of us sat together for a short bit and tried to chit-chat, but it wasn’t the type of place for that.
And when Donovan put his large hand on my thigh, it became hard to concentrate on any conversation at all.
When I looked up, Big Mike was walking towards us with McKenna in tow.
“Everything okay?” Donovan asked Mike, looking confused.
“Yeah. She was solo, and I didn’t want her trying to make her way back here alone. It’s late, people are drunk, your sister is too short, and she’s a pretty gal. I gotta run. Just wanted to make sure she made it with minimal harassment.” He turned to McKenna, “Good seeing you, Mackey Mae.”
“Thanks, Mikey,” Donovan and I called at him.
McKenna ran over and hugged me with such force that the drink almost fell out of my hand.
“I’m so sorry, Audra.” She didn’t even say hello to Donovan.
“This is all my fault. I made him come. Even when he knew Evelyn was coming, and they have a really fucked up history, he still came because I begged. And then I didn’t stick up for you at dinner, I just …
I am so, so sorry.” She looked at the ground, discouraged.
“It’s okay, McKenna. Everything is fine, I promise. We’re here, and we’re together. If anything, it forced us to iron a couple of things out. I’m not mad at him. I rather like your brother, in fact,” I smiled at her, “a whole lot.”
Tears welled in her eyes. “I told him this already tonight, and I might be overstepping, but you’re the kind of person I pictured him with.”
“You don’t know me well enough to say that,” I replied, taken aback by the vote of confidence.
“I know the way he looks at you and laughs with you. That’s all I need to know,” she said as she hugged me again. “Thank you for listening to him.”
Jules broke up the love fest. “Let’s dance. I love this fucking song.”
So the three of us held hands and made our way onto the dance floor.
Now this is what this kind of bar was made for.
We got two songs in before we were joined by our men and one of Nathan’s friends, Sebastian, who had taken an interest in McKenna.
He was another good-looking guy. Man, looking around, there were lots of pretty people in the club.
Donovan snaked one arm around my waist and held me tight against his body.
There was no way I could miss how hard he was.
Spinning me around so we were chest to chest, he guided my arms around his neck and placed his thigh right between my legs so I could grind myself on him.
I thought the last time I did something like dirty dance to bass-heavy music was maybe my freshman year of college at a house party, so it was novel, new, and hot.
As I looked around, everyone was in their own world with friends and partners.
Fueled by the booze and the beats, I reached down and subtly brushed over Donovan through his pants a few times. He was as hard as a rock.
“Don’t be doing things like that if you aren’t planning on following through, beautiful,” he rasped at me.
“Who says I won’t?” I flirted back at him as I applied a little more pressure to the discreet stroking, making sure my fingers stroked up and down the side.
He pulled his whole bottom lip into his mouth, and his head went back as he closed his eyes.
I could hear him groan, but the sound was lost to the music for everyone else.
“You’re a dirty fucking girl, Chaos,” he said as he kissed my neck.
If it was just strangers surrounding us, I legitimately think I might have just gone for it, but with his sister and Jules dancing close to us, I had to pull back, even though I didn’t want to.
Then it was his turn. While I was actively chasing pleasure on his thigh, he cupped my ass, pulling me closer, to give me even more friction.
I was so far gone for him and grinding so shamelessly, I was sure I was leaving a wet spot on his pants.
Hell, I was embarrassingly close to orgasming on his freaking thigh.
When we weren’t teasing each other with intention, I danced around with our company and had a fabulous time.
It had turned out to be a spectacular night.
When we came back together the final time, he brushed against the fold of my ass, and that was my limit.
I could not take it anymore. We’d been there for almost two hours, and at least half that time was spent teasing each other in some form or another.
I was sweaty and desperate. I motioned him to bend and stood on my tip toes to reach his ear.
“We have to leave right now or I’m going to suck you or fuck you in front of all these people.”
My comment shocked even me. It was not only louder than I anticipated, but it was also the most forward I’d ever been in my life.
“Don’t have to ask me twice,” he said, and we started our round of quick goodbyes. When we pushed into the night air, he took me half a block down and then stopped in front of a small limo and opened the door. It wasn’t Miles or his car, and I was confused.
“What’s going on?”
“Get in the car, Audra. I’m not about to have you suck my dick on a dance floor, but I can’t wait a moment longer to have you after the last couple of hours.”
I scrambled in and noticed the partition was up and the music was loud and just as bass-heavy as the club was. Who was on the other side of it? “This isn’t Miles, right?”
“Not Miles,” he said as he was climbing in. “Complete stranger.”
“How?”
“Because I can afford to pay for dark windows and discretion.”
The engine started, and we pulled out into traffic. I was so turned on by the whole scenario, I decided to lean into it. Getting on my knees in front of him, I licked my lips seductively.
“What can I do for you today, sir?” I asked innocently.
He caught on instantly, but his eyes went wide—like his body believed it before his mind did. To be fair, I couldn’t completely believe what I was doing either, but he easily fell into the role-play without question.
“I want to fuck your mouth. Would you like that?”
I nodded at him.
“Do you think you can handle my cock between those pretty little lips of yours?” His thumb reached out to trace my lips. First he pulled the bottom one down, and then he moved my head from right to left, as if he was inspecting me. It was depraved, but my entire body throbbed in response.
“A lot, sir.” I scooted closer to him and made a show of undoing his belt and pulling his pants down. He hadn’t sat back yet, and I wasn’t sure why.
“Open your mouth and stick your tongue out,” he commanded.
Once again, I didn’t think or question, just followed his directive.
He tapped his dick on my tongue, and I wasn’t sure who was the one getting teased anymore.
I wanted to wrap my lips around him so badly, but didn’t dare break the dynamic I had set up.
Smearing the pre-cum that had appeared over my bottom lip, he asked low and rough, “You fucking want this?”
“Please. Yes, please. Please let me have it,” I answered breathlessly. That part wasn’t role-playing. I wanted nothing more than to blow this man at that moment.
He finally leaned back in that sexy way men do, with his legs spread like a king, ready to be pleasured.
“Give me your best, then,” he said, his breath erratic.
“Yes, sir.”
I don’t want to say it’s the hardest I’ve seen him, but it felt like his dick was straining against his skin.
I grabbed him in my hands and stroked the velvety skin before bringing my tongue to lick more pre-cum that had beaded.
Dragging my tongue up and down his length without breaking eye contact, I got him wet, then went to work.
As I wrapped my mouth around him and bobbed up and down, his body melted into the seat.
But when I took the cockhead down the back of my throat, he made a gargled noise and sat up.
I gagged myself as I tried to take him even deeper.
“Holy fuck, Audra.”
I pulled off and asked and with my most innocent voice and widest eyes I asked, “Do you like that, sir?”
“Keep going. Fuck, please keep going,” he grunted as his hips moved to thrust, and I got back to work and alternated between deep-throating him, rubbing my tongue over him, and jerking him off with my hands.
I’d never forget how his face looked. As he wrapped his hand around my hair to get the best view, I tried rubbing on anything to release the tension in myself.
It had to be the best blow job I’d ever given in my life.
He finally pulled me off by my hair, hauled me up, and roughly flipped me onto my back in the seat.
“My turn,” he barely hissed out. Donovan was like a man possessed as he pulled my ass to the edge of the seat and positioned my legs where he wanted them.
His knees hit the floor, and he made his way between my thighs, but jerked back up with wide eyes. “Where the fuck is your underwear?”
“I took it off in the bathroom when I thought there was a chance you’d finger me on the dance floor, maybe even fuck me,” I replied nonchalantly.
His eyes bulged out of his head. “You mean … How long? Why didn’t you say anything?” He ran through a gamut of emotions.
“And ruin the surprise? No way. I waited forty-five minutes for you to make a move. I’d been dripping for you, Donovan. I’m sure I left evidence of it all over your pants.”
“Fucking Christ, Audra. You are deliciously filthy.”
With that, his mouth hit my clit, and I almost shot through the roof of the car.
He had spread me out so far that one of my feet was resting on the goddamn window while my other rested on his shoulder.
I wondered what it would look like to someone passing by.
His tongue expertly moved up and down my slit.
For a millisecond, I was self-conscious about how wet I was, but when he pulled away and looked at me with an accomplished smile and wet chin, all my inhibitions went away.
“You weren’t joking. This is all for me. Do you know how that makes me feel? You’re so fucking hot, Audra. This insane in the best way possible.”
Then, he went to town. Donovan knew what drove me wild, and he sank his fingers deep into me while his tongue worked my clit in the most perfect way.
I hoarsely whispered his name, trying to keep it quiet for the driver, but as he plunged his fingers in and out, it didn’t take long before I was teetering on the edge.
Right before I tumbled, he pulled out, positioned his body over me as my ass hung off the seat rested in his hand, and sank his cock so deep into me I could feel him in my stomach.
It was like he couldn’t wait a moment longer.
“Fuck!” I shouted. There was no way the driver didn’t hear that one, but I didn’t care. I had never felt so desired in my life. After a couple of deep thrusts, he pulled out and sat back deep in the seat.
“Ride me, Chaos. Show me what you got.”
“Yes, sir. Yes, fucking please, sir.”
Pulling my dress up, I straddled him again, held his face in my hands, feeling the scruff on my fingertips as I frantically kissed him. Then, I lowered myself down, slowly at first, feeling him fill every inch of me. It didn’t take long until my speed picked up, and I rode him into oblivion.
After a short while, he rasped out, “Audra, I … I’m going to come.
You have to come,” but before he said anything else, I felt his dick jerk and the warmth fill me up.
The sensation set off my orgasm, and I shouted at the pleasure again.
We could never split up because I would never find sex this good again. Holy shit.
My sweaty body collapsed on his, with him still inside me, and I tried to catch my breath. Donovan pulled my hair back and peppered my neck with tender kisses.
“You are an angel, a goddess, a siren, my temptation, my savior, and my fantasy. You are everything, Audra Emory King.”
Smiling, I nuzzled into him, not getting off until we were outside of his building. When he finally prompted me to get off, he realized the mess we’d made, so he reached into his wallet and took out a hundred-dollar bill to leave on the seat in apology.
Flushed and freshly fucked, we walked to the front door with our hands intertwined.
We never even saw the driver, which I appreciated.
I was trying to figure out how to balance being slightly embarrassed by our backseat activities alongside being a bit turned on by the thought that he knew exactly what was going on.
“So for real,” I turned to him, “how did you get the car?”
“After about an hour of you grinding on me, I texted Miles and requested he give me the names of three drivers he trusted. He tried to argue, but I said I would not use him for this particular ride, so he sent me three, and I went down the line. I offered a large sum to the one who could pick us up and drive around until I texted him to bring us home. You drive me crazy, Audra. Normally, I’d have to do a background check on each of them, but all I could think about was getting you in the back of a goddamn car.
And the dick-sucking “Sir” thing? Holy shit, that was the best surprise of my sexual life.
I didn’t know what that was going to do to me.
That was hot, Chaos,” he squeezed my hand in appreciation.
“But can we switch gears real quick,” he continued before I could respond. “I’m going to be honest, I’m not ready to get back on a plane in a couple of hours, though. I’ll have you know I get very grouchy if I don’t have my beauty rest.”
“Is that so?” I smiled at him as we got in to ride the elevator to his floor.
“Oh, it’s so, all right.” He laughed as he put his arm around my shoulders.
“I have a proposition. We push our flight home back until late afternoon/early evening. Let’s sleep in and have a lazy breakfast. We’ll see a couple more things, and have lunch with my sister, if we can nail her down.
I would selfishly like to see Mike, and maybe even the others. Then we can head home?”
I looked up to kiss him quickly, “That sounds like a great plan,” and I rested my head back on his strong shoulder as he pulled out his phone to make arrangements as we rode up the elevator.
Everything felt just right in that moment, from his hand, to our plan, to everything that happened tonight.
We were really doing this. I smiled at the thought. It was going to be a fun ride.