Iris seems pleased by that answer and quickly shuffles Steff to greet more people. Thank God. I honestly didn’t expect that word salad.
Francesca leans against my side, her hand wrapped around my arm. “Ready when you are,” she says with a yawn.
“As you wish,” I say, making her laugh. I stand a little taller, walking a little prouder as she remains tucked in my side as we make our way out of the theater. The way she clings to me, possessive and a little bit desperate, is heady.
It’s exactly what I want.
Frankie sighs as she slides against the soft leather seat of the limo. “Thank you for that. It was fun and exciting, but so damn exhausting.”
“Agree on all counts. You know I just showed up to see you in that dress.” My gaze darkens as I take in the sight of her bare leg when she crosses it, exposing flesh up to her hip.
Her laugh is thick and husky. “You really like this dress, huh?”
I shake my head. “I really likeyouin this dress, though I’d prefer to see you out of it.”
Her smile dims as she slides closer. “As much as I would love that I’m not sure either of us wants to get caught naked in the back of a limo.”
My jaw clenches. “Definitely not.”
She tosses the little clutch of hers to the seat across from us and turns to me. “But the thing about this dress, so silky and thin?It lays better without panties.” Her eyes sparkle with a blend of hunger and mischief.
“Francesca.”
“Yes, Damien?” Instantly she’s on her knees in front of me, making quick work of my belt, my button and then my zipper before she’s fisting my cock in her hand. “Something you want to say?”
My blood is hot and thick, like lava rushing through my veins at the sight of her on her knees like this, playful and sexy as she strokes my cock, licking it every few strokes just to tease me. “Yeah. Suck it. Get me all wet so I can slide right into your greedy little pussy.”
Heat blazes in her eyes as she repositions herself and then does exactly what I tell her. She takes my cock to the back of her throat, so deep she gags slightly.
“Again,” I command.
Again, she obeys.
“Fuck,” I growl when she does it again and again, sucking my cock while she looks at me with those big brown eyes. “More.” I battle to keep my eyes open because I need to see my cock disappearing into her mouth, going so deep her eyes water. “Enough.”
Without another word, she hikes up her dress and straddles my lap and slides down my cock slowly. A soft cry escapes when I’m buried deep inside her. “Damien.”
“Make yourself come, Francesca.” I keep my hands on her hips and my eyes glued to her face as she bounces on my cock, longslow strokes at first that grow faster and more frantic as her pussy clamps and pulses around me.
“Fuck,” she moans and switches to a grinding motion that lets her clit make contact with my pelvis. Her moves grow faster and jerky, as if she’s losing control of herself.
As if she’s losing control, period.
“Damien.”
“You’re so close,” I tell her. “Fuck me. Grind on my cock. That’s it, my pet.”
She shudders at my words, chasing her orgasm breathlessly.
My hands slide up her waist, molding over her curves until I reach her gorgeous tits, nipples hard and pressing against the silky fabric. I squeeze the hard nubs between each thumb and forefinger, applying even more pressure until I feel the telltale clamp around my cock. “That’s right Francesca, come right now. Come all over me.”
Seconds later, she’s flying apart and just when her orgasm crests, I release her nipples and grip her hips, fucking her harder in search of my own pleasure.
“Oh fuck, Damien, Damien,” she’s whispering her moans in my ear, the perfect soundtrack to the fire raging through me. Another orgasm starts and that’s all my cock can take.
My hips shoot up and I fill her with my come as she jerks and convulses, her cunt squeezing me until it sucks every drop from my body. “Fuck, Francesca.”
She rests her forehead on my shoulder while she catches her breath. “That was hot.” Her skin is flush, her eyes are wide and slightly glassy, and her face displays everything she’s feeling.