“Princess.” I sweep my hands over her hips and bunch the silky fabric of her dress in my fists. “I need you to do something for me.”
“W-what?”
“I need you to be quiet. Really, really quiet.”
“But—”
I silence her with my mouth. Thrusting my tongue between her lips, I take the kiss deep. All the while I continue lifting the hem of her dress.
Retreating, I nip her bottom lip before telling her exactly what I’m going to do. “I’m going to lift your dress, and you’re going to hold it in place so I can get to work on removing your panties. Because I gotta tell you, Princess, they have to go. There’s no way I can fuck you against that door with them on.”
“Oh God.” Her breath rushes over my face. “We can’t.”
I get my hand between her legs and stroke my fingers over the wet crotch of her panties. “Yeah, we can. You can’t deny you want to. The evidence is right here.” I slide my fingers over her once more, smiling when she shudders.
“Carter. Please.”
“I aim to please you every day for the rest of my life but right now I need you to be quiet while I do it. As much as I love to make you scream, I don’t want to get caught with our pants down.”
“It won’t matter. Everyone will know what we’ve been doing.” She stiffens against me—tries to pull away.
I’ll let her go if that’s what she really wants, but her mouth is protesting while her body is saying something completely different. I give her the choice anyway. “Say the word and we’re out of here.”
Livi freezes in her effort to pull free.
“We’ll go back to the party. It’s your call. Always.”
I hear her suck in a breath. Feel her breasts press against me. “I’ll have to fix my hair when we’re done.”
I grin. “Hold your dress up around your waist.” I go to work on the button and fly of my pants.
“I’m wearing a G-string. I can just move it to the side.”
Livi’s suggestion has heat filling my groin and my balls pulling tight. “Damn. That’s the sexiest idea I’ve ever heard.”
“You inspire me.”
I push my pants down my thighs. “Nope. You’ve got that wrong.” I reach for her. My eyes have adjusted and while it’s still dark, I can make out the smile on her lips. “We inspire each other.”
I press against her only to have my shirt caught between us. “Shit. This isn’t going to be as easy as I thought.” I try to gather as much of the fabric as I can in one hand.
“Nothing worth having is ever easy,” she whispers. “Here, let me help.”
She reaches behind me and whatever she does makes my shirt ride up my stomach and stay. Then her hands are in front—wrapping around me—squeezing and stroking. “Fuck.”
“Mmm… You’re so hard.” Her thumb sweeps over my weeping tip. “And wet.”
“I’m gonna get wetter if you keep that up,” I growl. Jesus. She’ll have me coming in her hand in seconds at this rate. “Enough. I want inside you.”
I’m not sure how we manage it, not with all our clothes still on, but I find myself with an armful of Livi, her hot wet cunt rubbing against my cock.
“Put it in, Princess.” I rock my hips. “Need to feel you around me.”
With a skill we’ve learned over months of sex in the most inconvenient places, Livi rises up and slips a hand between us to position my cock before slowly lowering down my length.
“Yes.” Her hiss echoes in the room.
I shuffle forward until her back is pressed against the door. “Hold on.”
