ChapterTen
Asher
I sip on my water as I wait for Carla to return to the table. I tried not to let the dominant side of me come out during our date but there is something about her that makes me want to dominant her. Once I tasted the cake directly from her mouth, all bets were off. I reach into my suit jacket to feel her panties and I know I’m probably lying to myself—seeing that I brought that little gift with me to dinner—so I guess even subconsciously I was hoping to get the opportunity to use it. If she isn’t back in a few minutes, I will go in and get her. I’d hate to have our first time be in a restaurant bathroom, but I will not hesitate to take her right on the sink counter. Just as I prepare to get up and get her, she retakes her seat.
“How do you feel love?”
“It’s a little strange.”
“You’ll get used to it. Now do you want to finish our desert?”
When she nods her head, I place a finger under her chin and force her to look at me.
“Yes.”
I give her a smile and a wink and proceed to feed her the cake, but I don’t kiss her again, I am not sure I would be able to control myself. It doesn’t take long for us to polish off the cake. She falls back in her chair, “Oh my gosh, I am so stuffed.” I smirk at her choice of words. She seems relaxed and then suddenly, she shoots straight up, eyes bright, looking at me and struggling to control herself.
“Don’t cum Carla.” I demand.
After a long moment she begs me, “Please” she gasps out. And I press the button and the vibrator turns off. She slumps back in the seat, panting. She looks beautiful and I wonder how she is going to look when she’s cum-drunk from all the orgasms I am going to wring out of her. The server never brought the check, but it doesn’t matter because I can do math, so I leave enough money to cover the bill and leave a nice tip. “Let’s go Carla.” I help her out of her chair, place my hand at the small of her back and escort her out of the restaurant.
“Where do you want to go Carla? It is completely up to you.” I said, giving her the opportunity to go to her temporary home or come home with me. And her reply doesn’t take long.
“With you.”
“I want you to be sure Carla, I’ve waited this long I can wait until you are absolutely sure.”
“I am sure Asher; I want to go with you.”
We head in the direction of the compound, but I take my time getting there. All the things I want to do to her is playing on repeat in my head, but I need to make sure she is ready. I need to make sure she can handle all the stuff I want to give her, be to her. Avant’s Grown Ass Man comes on and it’s is quite appropriate for the occasion. I stop at a red light and hit the button and watch her squirm in her seat.
“You want to cum little one?”
“Yes please.”
“Did I give you permission yet? I want you to explode as soon as I put the tip in. I want the cum dripping from your pussy. I want those panties to be waterlogged when you take them off. You will come when I tell you to and not a moment before.”
Before long we make it back to the house to my bedroom, and I watch her walk around my domain touching my stuff and being curious. She looks like she belongs in here, with me. She runs her hand down the bedpost and I realize she’s looking for hard points.
“I wish one of your clubs was still open.”
“Really? why?”
“For the toys and stuff.”
“Are you into that Carla? Or are you merely curious?”
“I’ve been to your club before.”
When she says this the last piece slides into place, I know where I know her from. She was the beauty in purple I saw on one of our taste test nights. It was masquerade themed so we all wore masks, but she stood out even in the middle of the crowded room. The whole night plays in my head in a matter of seconds.
“I remember you, Carla.”
“Excuse me?” she asks giving me all her attention.
“You were at the club before. On a taste test night. I remember seeing you in the crowd in all purple and a mask that covered your whole face.”
“Umm”