“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.
Chapter 7
Carter
The festive atmosphere at the Beverly Hilton, the fake snow falling on the perimeters of the ballroom to protect guests from slipping, engendered a white Christmas in a city that didn’t snow. I owed Mama Gwen a trip to anywhere her heart desired for suggesting I bring Brooklyn to the ESPN gala. I’d pictured her on my arm at one of these events next year. I’d been too consumed with being with her alone in the limited time we had because of our busy lives to invite her to an event I’d already nixed.
Since the afternoon in the hospital cafeteria when I overheard her conversation and could hear her loneliness, I’ve been hooked. From morning to night, thoughts of her consumed me in ways that I didn’t feel for anyone else. I’d never been afraid of relationships, but after my life with Joi soured, I started to second-guess whether I would ever have the deep love I’d envisioned for myself. Had a glimpse with Darren, which is why we married, and I didn’t with Joi, which is why we didn’t.
Brooklyn inhabited my body, heart, and soul. I had yet to tell her that I’d already fallen in love. She might think it was too soon. I knew differently. Tonight, she’d been the consummate partner for an event such as this. Deferring to me, engaging in light banter, enough to show that she had an intelligent mind of her own, and that she belonged anywhere she chose to be. Our tryst in the car gave her an extra glow, making her almost ethereal. She had to be the most beautiful woman in a room full of pretty people.
She might have been the woman on my arm at a celebrity event, but Dr. Brooklyn Kelley upgraded me. I was the lucky one. She reminded me why I was always more than an athlete and who loved science and challenged my opinions in a way that gave me pause. Brooklyn loved football and hearing my NFL stories like my biggest fan. We could talk nonstop or be silent. Do crossword puzzles together or play video games. I genuinely liked Brooklyn as a person, and she was becoming a friend with whom I could confide. She loved hearing about my children and my worries that they saw me as the good father I’d always wanted for myself.
