CHAPTER TWO #2
Her thumb strokes my wrist once. Then she lets go, like she doesn’t want to draw attention.
Before I know it, dessert comes, and as usual I prefer hers over mine.
At one point, I feed her some of mine like we usually do.
My fork inches away from her mouth. She stares at it for half a second, then takes it.
Her lips brush the fork. My mind goes somewhere it shouldn’t.
She wipes sugar from the corner of my mouth with her thumb. I catch her thumb between my lips before I can stop myself. It’s quick. Barely anything. But the way her eyes darken tells me she felt it.
“Juliette,” she says, warning and want mixed together.
I smile like I’m innocent. “What?”
She shakes her head, but there’s a flush creeping into her cheeks. “You’re insufferable.”
“You love it.”
She pauses, then softly says, “I do.”
That sits between us like a truth that doesn’t need to be decorated. When the bill comes, she tries to take it from me.
“Adaline,” I say warningly.
“Juliette,” she mimics in the same tone. She continues glaring at me, but I start smiling, and that seems to throw her off. “What did you do?”
“I already paid before you came.”
“You knew exactly what I would order?”
“I know you, baby,” I tell her. “Don’t even try and send me half of the money. You know how that ends.”
The first time she did that I was furious. She was face down and ass up, and every spank reminded her not to ever do that again.
Adaline bites her lip. My mouth waters in anticipation as she leans in closer, almost hesitant.
“People might see,” she murmurs.
“Let them,” I say.
“They might talk.”
“Let them talk.”
“Juliette.”
I look at her. “I’m not hiding anymore. I haven’t for a while.”
She studies my face like she’s checking for cracks. Then she nods once, decision made.
“Kiss me,” she whispers.
I don’t hesitate. I cup her face and kiss her, slow and familiar, the kind of kiss we’ve had a thousand times in private. Except this time, there are people around us. I pull back and look at her dazed expression.
“You okay?” I ask.
She nods, breath uneven. “Yeah.” Then she laughs. “I should be asking you that.”
“I told you, baby. I’m good.”
“Let’s get out of here.”
Maybe her needy tone is what made me practically fly out of my chair.
Either way, I grabbed her hand and started speed walking.
The cold air doesn’t hit my face for too long because outside the restaurant is my driver, waiting in front of us in a different car than usual.
I almost laugh at the gobsmacked expression on her face.
“You got us a limo?!”
“It’s our first date,” I shrug.
She shakes her head at me. “God, I love you.”
“I love you,” I tell her before we shuffle our way into the limousine. I tell my driver, Michael, to play some music for himself before saying, “Can you roll the partition up, please?”
“Yes, ma’am.”
“Baby, here?!” Her eyes bulge out of their sockets.
“It’s soundproof.”
That seems to be all she needed, because she pulls me into a hard kiss, reverent and unbelievably ravenous.
My hands move to her waist, pulling Addie into my lap, watching as she straddles me.
Wetness glides across my bare thighs and I have to hold back a moan.
My hands instinctively move to her ass, squeezing it, eliciting a guttural moan from her, which only spurs me further on.
“Fuck,” Adaline groans when I move my lips to the nape of her neck. “More.”
She keeps grinding on me, moving back and forth. I can feel her swollen clit, and I feel myself gushing in response. It’s all too much. I need her mouth on me, and I need it now.
“Get on your knees,” I order in between a pant.
Her gorgeous green orbs darken, and she immediately follows my orders like the good girl she is.
Nimble fingers make their way up my dress, taking my panties off, and my pussy throbs in anticipation.
Her eyes never leave mine. She knows what that does to me, and she’s using it to her full advantage.
By the time my panties are off, I’m dripping in my seat, but not for long because she wastes no time delving into my pussy.
I throw my head back in pleasure as she sucks on my clit, ecstasy running through my every vein.
“Good fucking girl,” I manage to moan the words out. I watch her smirk into me, and her cockiness is short lived when I tug on those brown locks and start fucking her face.
“So good for me, Addie, just like that,” I groan loudly. She is so unbelievably good at that, her mouth so full of me, and it’s only a matter of time before I feel myself teetering on the edge of my orgasm.
“Be so loud for me, princess,” she tells me, her mouth soaked. “You taste so fucking good.”
“I’m g-gonna cum in your mouth.” As soon as the words leave my mouth, a rush of heat pools in my lower belly, and I cum, squirting all over Adaline, who still has her mouth firmly planted on my clit.
“Fuck!” I scream. She plasters kisses all over my thigh, smiling up at me, so pleased with herself. It wasn’t the first time she made me squirt, and it certainly wouldn’t be the last.
“Always so quick,” she teases me, wiping her mouth.
I tilt my head to the side, still panting heavily, my orgasm still vibrating throughout. That doesn’t stop my hands from reaching for her throat and pulling her up.
“Shut the fuck up,” I say before enveloping those lips into my own.
My tongue glides around hers, perhaps the sloppiest kiss imaginable.
Our moans echo throughout the kiss, her hands tugging at my hair and mine moving underneath her dress.
I have to pull apart from the kiss, ignoring her whining, which falters anyway when I pin her down.
I climb on top of my girl, tasting myself from her lips before ripping her panties off.
“Again?!” she says, somehow exasperated and moaning at the same time.
This was probably the fourth pair of panties I had ripped off hers, and I don’t regret it one bit.
I smile at her complaint before I slip a finger inside, her wetness gushing all over me and her moaning into my ear.
It makes me want to cum again, and I’m sure I could just from doing this to her.
I love making her feel good. It excites me in ways that I can’t even describe.
“More,” she moans. “Juliette!”
I oblige readily, adding another finger and pounding into her pussy. “That’s right, baby. Remember who’s making you feel this good. Only me.”
“Only you,” her echo comes out in a scream, clenching around my fingers.
“Good fucking slut.”
“I’m so close,” she moans louder, and I almost laugh because she called me the fast one less than five minutes ago.
“You don’t get to cum until I tell you to,” I tell her. “I’m not done with you yet.” I almost huff the words out because I need her pussy, forever until I’m satisfied.
“Please, baby,” she whines loudly, her eyes closed and head tilting back in pleasure.
“Beg harder,” I order before moving my thumb to circle her clit while I continue fucking her. She taught me this move, and I’m sure she regrets that right about now.
“Please let me cum, I need it, baby, so bad, please.” Maybe it’s the blush on her cheeks or her eyes watering from how hard I’m pounding into her. Whatever it is, mercy makes its way to the forefront of my emotions, and I want nothing more than to give her what she wants.
“Okay, princess. Cum for me.”
Her fingers clench hard around me, wasting no time in feeding me her irresistible orgasm. Her eyes are hooded and her legs shaking. I can’t contain my smugness nor my admiration for how unbelievably beautiful my girl is.
“How does it get better every time?” Her chest heaves as she asks.
“What can I say.”
She shakes her head with a laugh. “Insufferable.”
“You love it.” I smile, kissing her forehead before collapsing on top of her.
The first date of many, and I can say without a shadow of a doubt, it was a success.