"I don't know," I shake my head. "I need you now, though."
He pulls my thong to the side and I feel his wide, thick, head press against my entrance. Then he's slowly pushing inside and I can feel every cool ripple of his piercings. I'm being stretched and the slight sting of pain makes me moan.
"Shh." He says as he grips my hips and bottoms out inside of me. "We don't want anyone to hear us."
My heart ramps up with the fear of getting caught but my pussy clamps down onto him with the same prospect.
"Fuck." He grunts as he slaps my ass and pulls back out. "This pussy..." he slams back in, making me jolt forward, "...wants my cock to really..." pulls back out, my juices leak down my thighs, "...fucking punish her." His thrusts become harder.
"Please, Zeke." I don't know what I'm begging for, but I need this release like I need water to fucking survive.
"Hold on, 'quick and fast' you said, right?"
I don't get the chance to answer as he begins to pump inside of me, his piercings hitting all the best places. I think it should be fucking mandatory for every girl to find at least one man with a fucking Jacob's Ladder to come on at least once in her life. There is no other feeling like it.
"Come for me." He growls and slaps my ass once again.
With the sting of his slap, my walls tighten and the force of my orgasm steals my breath. I can feel my pussy leaking around him, my insides are rippling, and my mouth is wide open in a silent scream. His onslaught continues as he chases his own orgasm while muttering behind me.
I see fucking stars as I crest and then I'm nearly blacking out as my body tries to come back down from the high. He pulls out of me and lets his cum spray the floor under us. Right, no condom and I'm due for my next shot soon.
"You definitely need that washroom break." He chuckles as he puts my thong back into place.
I still haven't moved and my ass is still bent over as I try to regulate my heartbeat. I can feel the mess on my thighs and I'm just grateful I chose black for tonight.
Finally, I stand and let the skirt fall back into place. My phone vibrates from my clutch on the seat and I instantly know it's Caine.
"We've been gone a smidgen too long." He laughs as his phone begins to chime.
He finishes doing himself up and pulls the phone from his pocket.
"Sorry, we'll be in soon."
I hear a deep growling voice on the other end and smile at my correct assumption of who it was.
He hangs up with a grin and throws me a wink. "Someone's slightly jealous."
I bite into my lower lip and cringe. I don't want any of them to feel left out or uncared for.
"Bebelle." He grabs my chin. "I'm kidding and he knows the wait is worth it." He leans in and kisses me softly.
We hurry back inside and I find a washroom to clean up in. My panties are a fucking write off but they'll have to do for the rest of the night.
We get back to the table and my chest to my cheeks turn scarlet as everyone watches us approach. Cooper is the first to start laughing, his dimples so deep, and his eyes squeezed shut.
"Sha, you look delectable." He continues to laugh.
"You didn't even finish your first glass of champagne." Kimmy pouts and sways a bit with a burp.
"And you have had enough." Henry scolds her with an adoring look.
"Yeah well, once the food gets here, I'll be able to have some more." She answers petulantly and I laugh at her antics.
Zeke and I sit together and Cooper is on my right hand side. Caine is across from me shooting lustful looks and I nearly moan when my pussy clenches. What the fuck is wrong with me?
I grab my glass of champagne and tip the contents back in one gulp.
"Yes girl!" Kimmy squeals and raises her hand. "Another round."
"Not until you eat." Henry lowers her hand with a chuckle.
"Fine," she grins. "At least get Kailey another one so she can start to catch up."
Caine raises his hand, his eyes still on me, and a waiter rushes forward.
"Another champagne for the lady." He nods at me but his eyes haven't left mine.
Am I in heat? Does this happen to humans? I avert my gaze and watch as the waiters start to bring out the salad entrees. I need a fucking distraction right now.
The food is delectable, I've cleaned off every plate placed in front of me, and I've even dipped into Cooper's dessert.
"Watching you moan over that cheesecake is giving me ideas." He mutters and my thighs clench.
I finish off my second flute of champagne and I notice everyone begins to get up to mingle or dance.
"Eyes on Cameron and his wife." Zeke mutters and Caine gives an acknowledging nod.
"Boo!" Kimmy yells. "Let's go shake our Bootays!"
She's so drunk.
"Okay." I smile and watch as Cooper stands to follow us.
Zeke gets up and heads in the opposite direction and Caine remains at the table with Henry. He leans back in the chair, his legs spreading wide, and shoots me a wink when he catches me gawking.
I want between his legs.
I give myself a shake as Kimmy grabs my hand and we end up in the middle of the dance floor. They aren't playing any popular music, it's a string band for fucksakes, but Kimmy finds a way to dance to it as I sway on the spot.
"You smell like citrus and sex." Cooper groans just behind me and my almost dried panties are getting wet again. "I don't know how to explain what that scent does to a man."
He steps into my back and presses himself into my ass. He's so fucking hard and my body quivers with need.
"I don't know what's wrong with me." I tell him quietly. "It's like I can't turn it off."
"Maybe it's because we were apart and now your body wants what it’s been missing."
I turn around so we are face to face, our bodies pressed together, and his breath fanning over my face.
"It's not just my body, Cooper. I've missed you, too." I whisper as he gathers me up in his arms and twirls me out onto the dance floor.
The music has slowed down and I see Henry pulling Kimmy into his arms as well. Cooper's steps are confident and strong as he leads us into a traditional waltz. I mean, they should be, I taught them all how to dance when we were younger.
People are watching us and Cooper is eating up the attention as he twirls me around. This is his element, stealing the spotlight, and making himself seen.
His sure steps and straight posture have me biting my lip and staring into his eyes.
“Is it my turn to take you somewhere private now?” His voice rumbles and the hand resting on my lower back slips down over my ass.
I nod and look around to see if anyone is paying attention to us. Cooper grabs my chin and pulls my eyes back to his.
“Don’t worry, we have everything covered.” He assures me.
I know they do. I know they would never let me be in any kind of danger and right now, my hormones aren’t letting me worry anyway.