She blinks in surprise. “Vaughn owns this restaurant?”
I give an affirmative hum. “From what I was told, the place started as a bar with a tapas kitchen in the back. He eventually bought the storefront beside the bar and expanded.” I gesture to the dark wood bar with glasses, taps, and spirits behind her. “I’m pretty sure that’s original.”
She turns to look then swivels back, a little awestruck. “That’s amazing. Good on them for achieving so much success.”
Of course, I agree, but I’d rather not keep talking about other men—at least not outside of our pack.
Adley orders a glass of Sauvignon Blanc and a creamy chicken dish, while I order their latest brew creation on tap, a dark lager, and fillet mignon with au gratin potatoes.
Over our meals, we hold idle chatter, but I’ll be honest. I can’t concentrate on our conversation. Not when every time she leans forward to cut her food, I get an outstanding view of her amazing tits in that dress. All I can do by the time we finish eating is shift uncomfortably in my seat, reminding myself to button my suit jacket when I put it back on. Though that won’t completely hide what I’m packing.
It’s a blessing and a curse.
Adley bites her lip as she looks at me, those chocolate eyes going hooded again.
“Are you ready to go? Or did you want dessert?”
“You’re the only dessert on the menu tonight, Ads.”
I watch as she absently licks her lower lip she’d just been nibbling on, and gods above, where the fuck is our bill?
Once I finally pay, we get up, and instead of putting my jacket back on, I drape it over one arm and let it hang like a curtain in front of my absolutely obvious rock-hard dick, take Adley’s hand with my free hand, and we book it at medium speed back to my truck. Medium because of her heels and my knee. I want to save all the joint strain for when we get back to the house.
It’s completely dark out now, the moon’s light slightly obscured by some rolling clouds.
Before I even make it out of the parking lot, Adley’s hand is on my dick, rubbing up and down over my pants, drawing a guttural moan from my chest.
“Baby, it won’t take long to get back to your place.”
Her only response is to lean over me, unzip my fly, and pull my cock out through the front of my boxers.
Holy. Fuck.
I hiss when she strokes me, groan when the wet muscle of her tongue slithers across the head of my dick, leaving it slick.
Boy, do I wish this truck had a bench seat up front.
But she takes me into her hot, wet mouth, and I growl deep in my chest, slide my ass to the edge of my seat, and spread my legs. With a hard suck that curls my toes, she grips my balls through my pants and squeezes, and I absolutely miss my next turn.
Not that I care one bit.
Part of me feels guilty that she’s pleasing me before I get to please her, but that all flies out the window when her teeth graze my sensitive flesh, making my balls tighten. When she starts fucking her throat with the head of my dick, I can’t take it anymore, shoving my right hand down the front of her dress and gripping one breast in my hand, pinching the nipple there hard. She groans against my flesh, sending vibrations from the head of my dick to the base, her perfume blooming in the air.
I have to steady myself on the floorboard with my heel so I don’t start pumping myself into her delectable mouth, fearing I’d lose control of the truck. But I finally make it to her driveway, only having missed two turns in the end. I shut off the engine and move my hand from her breast to the back of her head which I grip tight as I start fucking her mouth. Both my feet flat on the floor, I move my hips up and down as Adley sucks me harder,her tongue circling wildly, her spit dripping down to my pelvis, coating my entire length.
When the pressure builds at the base of my spine, it’s so sudden that I open my mouth to warn her I’m going to come, but instead, cry out in sheer pleasure, my pumping my cock and my come deep down her throat.
My breathing is ragged as I draw in air and push it out again through my mouth.
Was that real?
I think she may have sucked my soul out through my dick.
I look down at Adley in the dark, and she’s wiping her mouth with the back of her hand, one breast popping out the top of her dress, and by all the gods that ever were and ever will be again, she’s the hottest woman I’ve ever seen.
And she’s all mine.
I run my hand along the side of her face, grip her jaw, and make her look me in the eye as moonlight passes through the truck’s windows. “I’m about to fuck you so good you’ll wish you blew me sooner.”
