Page 116 of Ask Me Something

The next afternoon,I dressed in a beautiful coral-colored, cotton eyelet spring dress with a sweetheart neckline and long, flowing skirt. A nude belt cinched my waist and I complemented it with the same color wedges. It was a soft look for me and a complete Coastal North Carolina type dress. I wondered what Brian would think. Considering I was lucky to have the ability to walk today after last night, he’d probably think it a miracle to see me upright.

After picking up the cake, I drove over to the country club to deliver it precisely one hour before the party, as instructed. I tried to help my sister set up, but after an hour of listening to her sniping and with people starting to arrive, I was relieved to go pick up my date.

I parked in front of Brian’s hotel and walked into the lobby. He was there waiting, and I took a moment to appreciate how very handsome he was. He glanced in my direction and then did a double take. His slow smile and head-to-toe assessment made me flush with delight.

“I’m sorry, I’m expecting Sasha-B-Fierce who wears pencil skirts and four-inch killer heels. Have you seen her?”

I swatted at his arm, pleased when he kissed my cheek.

“You look beautiful,” he whispered in my ear. Then he took my hand, holding it on the way out to the car.

“Thank you. And stop looking so surprised at the way I’m dressed. It’s my parents’ anniversary party at a country club in front of a lot of people I went to church with growing up. I couldn’t very well wear fishnet stockings and stilettos.”

His brows shot up with that visual. When we got into the car, his hand skimmed up my thigh. “Great, now I’m having a church girl gone naughty fantasy in my head.”

I chuckled. “You clean up nicely, too, Bri.” He was dressed in a classic gray suit with a crisp white shirt that made me want to wear it and nothing else some morning.

His fingers danced up my thigh, and I smiled.

“Ask me something,” I requested, watching his grin and then enjoying the intake of his breath the moment he realized I was going commando.

“Why, Sasha Jayne Brooks, are you not wearing any panties?”

The way he said it in his drawl made me giggle.

“Why, I declare, you’re full of surprises. I think I’ll be scoping out a coat closet when we get there,” he threatened.

I shook my head. “No way. What part of country club and people I went to church with don’t you understand?”

His hand crept up under my dress again with his fingers finding my bare center.

I gasped in pleasure. You’d think after last night I would have calmed the ache. Instead, his mere touch inflamed me.

“Let me get this straight. You can go without panties, but I have to behave? Interesting.”

I tossed him a wicked smile. “Maybe I want you thinking about it during the party.”

He smirked. “Oh, believe me, I will. And I’ll behave but only because I’ve got plans for you later. Now ask me something.”

“Are you nervous to meet my family?” I found myself slightly disappointed when his fingers retreated back into his lap.

“Not at all. You know I don’t get uneasy meeting anyone. I’m a people person.”

That was true. I don’t know why I would think it would be any different in a personal situation. Obviously, I was making this a bigger deal then it needed to be. “That’s true, and they’ll probably love you.” He chuckled and then glided his fingers over my thigh again, teasing me with little circles, but not going any higher. “I would hope so. I’m a lovable kind of guy.”

He wasn’t exaggerating. Everyone who met Brian adored him. I drove the short distance to the country club and parked the car. Turning off the ignition, I inhaled sharply when his fingers slid up into my slick heat. Gripping the steering wheel, I’d practically asked for this when I went pantyless. Luckily, I’d opted for the far corner of the lot, away from any other cars. Closing my eyes, I thought an orgasm might relax me before spending the next couple of hours amongst family and old family friends.

“Time to go.”

My eyes snapped open when I realized his fingers had retreated.

He winked, clearly enjoying the advantage.

Snagging his hand, I captured the finger he’d used on me, sucking it between my lips seductively. I relished the flash of desire in his eyes and the hiss of his breath. Now I wouldn’t be the only one sexually unsatisfied for the next couple of hours. After releasing his hand, I touched up my lipstick in the rearview mirror and got out of the car nonchalantly.

When Brian didn’t move, I went around to his side and opened his door, cocking my head to the side.

“I’m not meeting your family with a hard-on,” he muttered.

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