Freeing his dick from its confines, he stroked the shaft a few times. Then he swirled his thumb over the tip, collecting a bead of pre-come and lifting his hand to drag his digit against my lips. Humming in pleasure, I licked the salty fluid from the pad of his thumb. “I’m going to come deep inside your pussy now. Then I want those perfect lips of yours wrapped around my cock before I take you again after the party.”
“Why wait?” I stroked my hand down his chest to place my palm on top of his to give his dick a gentle squeeze. “I wouldn’t mind getting more of a taste than you just gave me.”
“Sorry, baby.” Releasing his cock, he reached up to caress my cheek. “If you get down on your knees for me right now, we’ll never make it to the party.”
“I never thought the day would come when I’d regret being elected mayor.” I pressed my lips together with a huff. “Everyone is expecting us, so we only have time for a quickie.”
“I bet that I can still make you come twice, and we still won’t be late.”
Lincoln quickly went about proving his boast to be true. Dipping a finger under the drenched fabric of my panties, he ripped them off and threw them to the floor. Before I could complain about him ruining yet another pair, he pushed two fingers inside my channel and I gasped with pleasure instead.
When he twisted his wrist to use his thumb to circle my clit, I was consumed by my need for him. Stroking in and out of me, he added another finger as he worked me up to my first release. Leaning back, he stared down at my pussy and rasped, “Look at how fucking drenched you are, baby. You’re close to coming for me already aren’t you?”
“Uh-huh,” I breathed.
“Give it to me, Bethenny. I want to hear you. Don’t hold anything back,” he urged.
Waves of pleasure rolled over my body as I cried, “Lincoln! Yes! Oh yes!”
“There’s the first one,” he murmured with a cocky smirk. “Now for the second.”
Shuffling back, he dropped down onto a small bench against the opposite wall and pulled me onto his lap, impaling my pussy on his rock-hard cock in one swift motion. “So good.”
“It’s about to feel a fuck of a lot better, baby.”
Wrapping one arm around my chest, he tweaked my nipple through the bodice of my dress. “Watch us,” he grunted, placing his palm at my throat to tilt my head back. “See how beautiful we are together? How perfectly we fit?”
I met his hazel gaze in the reflection of the mirror. “Like we were made for each other.”
“Because we were,” he growled, his hips bucking upward as he powered into me. Over and over again, letting me see how close he was to losing control as we continued to stare at each other. “Your tight pussy fits me like a glove, and it’s going to milk the come from my cock. But not until you give me another one, baby.”
His hands held me tight as he did all the work, pounding into my pussy until I was screaming his name again. “Yes, Lincoln! Yes!”
“Fuck, yes, baby.” He slammed me down hard one more time, anchoring himself deep as his hot come splashed against my inner walls.
I collapsed against his chest and whispered, “I love you so much.”
It felt so good to say the words so freely, knowing beyond a shadow of a doubt that my love was returned by this amazing man.
“I love you, too.” He twisted my head to the side to give me a deep kiss before lifting me off his lap. “But now we really better get going or we’ll never make it to the party before the countdown to midnight.”
9
Lincoln
The last thing I wanted to do was take Bethenny to a party in that “fuck me” dress, but as I helped her remove her coat, my eyes slid over her body and I smirked. At least she looked like she’d been thoroughly claimed by her man. And I couldn’t help feeling even more smug over the fact that my girl had barely batted an eye when we left the house with her appearance less than perfect.
“Lincoln!” My head turned, and I spotted Jake across the room, calling to me with a beckoning wave of his hand. I smiled and strolled over while keeping Bethenny tucked close into my side.
He was standing with his sister, Raven—whom I recognized from the picture’s I’d seen at his parent’s house earlier that day.
She was cuddled up to a dark-haired man who looked at her the way I looked at Bethenny. When Raven saw us, her brow rose. “This is the guy mom wanted to set me up with?”
“What?!” I said at the same time as the man beside her..
Jake’s eyes bounced between both couples awkwardly, then he spun on his heel and walked away. “Coward,” I groused just loud enough for him to hear and he sent me a jaunty salute…with only his middle finger.
Raven’s man pulled her into the circle of his arms, her back to his chest, and glared at me. “She’s taken,” he growled, holding up Raven’s hand, which was sporting a rock no one could possibly miss.