They talk about work stuff for a bit, and I glance at George. He’s likely in his thirties, brown hair and eyes with a moustache. Standard-looking guy. He watches them talk and I stare around the restaurant.
“Burke is the CEO of a trading company,” Clara says.
I glance at Bailey and smile as the server drops off our drinks, then asks if we’re ready to order.
Everyone goes around the table, and she writes it down before taking off.
I swallow a sip of water as George starts talking: “I work in the contracting business. Moved up to be a supervisor, and it’spretty good.” He takes a swig of his beer and Bailey stares at him with adoration in her eyes.
“Great business. Always growing,” I say and nod to him.
Once the food comes, the conversation cuts for a bit. I feel awkward tonight and should start talking to more people or something to cut through the uncomfortable energy. I’d rather focus on Clara, but I like making her happy. Anything I can do to help her feel free and in charge is my favourite.
“Earth to Burke,” she whispers in my ear, her breath sweet with a tart smell of alcohol.
“Dragonfly?”
“Ready to go?” she asks.
I curl my arm around her shoulder and glance at the other two, who are all cuddled up together. Grabbing the cheque, I move out from the booth and head to the stand to pay.
George runs up behind me and slaps a fifty at the same time. I don’t say anything and let it be the server’s lucky day. I’m not going to have a pissing match over a dinner bill.
“Thanks for tonight,” Clara says to me as she gets into bed. “It meant a lot to me for us to have a double date. I think it’s my first time ever.”
“You don’t have to thank me. It was my pleasure.” I run my fingers through her hair and pull her to me before kissing her forehead.
Clara runs her fingertips over my chest. “Bailey has had a bad track record with men. I’m glad she found someone that seems to treat her right.”
As she draws circles over my skin, it causes me to shiver. I need her, and I’ve been holding back. “They both seem happy. You, on the other hand, are driving me crazy.”
“I want to show you how much I appreciate it.”
Twisting my fingers in her hair, I grip her closer. “You don’t have to do that. Just because others made you show them how to say thank you, that’s not what we have.”
I release her tresses and caress her cheek before lowering my mouth to her jaw. I feather kisses and moan under her grip on my hair.
Flipping back the sheets with one hand, I use the other to take off her pajamas. Clara’s flush cheeks and hard nipples are a delicate sight which make me hard.
“Burke…”
I kneel in front of her with her legs on either side of mine. “Touch yourself, show me how much you want me to fuck you.”
Clara does exactly what I ask, her fingers dipping between her folds as she plays with her clit and arches against her fingers. I stroke my cock and run my other hand over her soft flesh. “You’re so goddamn beautiful. Fuck your fingers for me.”
Seeing her respond to my voice drives me wild, and I let go of myself before diving between her legs. Hooking her thighs over my shoulders, I inhale her perfect scent. She opens herself up for me and I taste her arousal.
“Fuck, Burke,” she gasps.
I suck on her clit as she fingers herself, working on her orgasm together. When she screams out, I continue rubbing her with the pad of my thumb until she shakes her head and squeezes her legs around me. Making her break under me is so fucking perfect.
Pulling away from her, I stroke myself as she basks in her post-climax glow. “You’re such a good girl for me,” I whisper.
“What if I want to be a bad girl?”
“You don’t have it in you,” I joke.
Clara flips onto all fours and grabs the base of my cock, moving my hand out of the way and advancing until I’m down her throat.
