AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“I think before you come…I want to hear it, sunshine. I want to hear you tell yourself you’re perfect.”
He slid his fingers from my mouth, his thumb hovering around my bottom lip as he softly rubbed it.
At this rate, I was going to orgasm every time I heard the word “perfect” because he made me say it so often when I was about to come.
Ari languidly licked through my folds, his thumb popping into my ass and slowly sliding in and out while I writhed on the seat. “Say it, baby.”
“I’m perfect,” I murmured through gritted teeth, reaching out to rub his huge, hard cock.
He pulled away from me because he was the worst. “Nope…right now’s about you. I’ll fuck you for the rest of the night after the gala.”
“Please,” I whimpered, and his fingers and mouthfinallygave me the rhythm I needed to come.
“Such a perfect, good girl,” he murmured after I exploded on his tongue. He pulled out his fingers and licked at them, his gaze sparkling in delight and his mouth shiny with my essence.
I stayed slumped against the seat, feeling ridiculously relaxed.
Ari leaned forward, staring out the window. “Oh good, we’re here. Ready to go?” he asked innocently.
I stared at him for a second before I frantically pulled down my dress. I couldn’t even imagine what I looked like. My panties were soaked, my cheeks were a hundred degrees, and my insides were a puddle of lust.
Not a good recipe for a gala for a CHILDREN’S EVENT!
“Sexiest thing I’ve ever seen,” he rasped, adjusting himself with a pained look on his face.
I glanced down at his erection. “We can’t go out there with that monster in the building!”
Ari stared up at the ceiling, and started his usual “grandpa balls” chant as I watched the driver approach our door.
“Hurry!” I whisper-yelled, glancing down at his dick again.
“Don’t yell at Maximus 5000! He doesn’t like to be pressured,” Ari hissed back.
I burst out laughing. “Maximus 5000?”
“It’s a pet name. All the great ones have it.”
The driver opened the door, and not even the flashes of cameras outside could make me stress.
Not with Maximus 5000 poking me in the back as we walked the red carpet that led to the gala, Ari trying to hide his “problem” the entire time.
I had to admit…it was the perfect distraction.
* * *
Ari’s team from the LCO had outdone themselves, creating an event that even Maura Shepfield would have been hard pressed to give criticism. The gala was being held at the exclusive Rosewood Mansion, and everything was dripping with excellence. Crystal chandeliers hung from the high ceilings, casting a warm and ethereal glow over the entire space. The rich scent of fresh flowers permeated the air, their vibrant colors a stark contrast to the ivory and gold décor that adorned the room. Enormous, gilded mirrors lined the walls, reflecting the scene like a never-ending dream.
Guests, dressed in their most elegant attire, mingled and laughed, their voices carrying in a harmonious symphony of joy and celebration. Men in sharp tuxedos and women in flowing gowns of silk and satin moved gracefully across the marble floor, their laughter and chatter adding to the atmosphere of merriment.
The tables were adorned with intricate centerpieces of roses and lilies, their petals soft and delicate against the fine china and crystal glassware. Waitstaff in crisp uniforms weaved through the crowd, offering trays of champagne and hors d'oeuvres to the guests, their movements almost choreographed in their precision.
A live band, dressed in classic black and white, played a soft melody that danced through the air, creating a sense of enchantment that wrapped around every guest. The dance floor was a gleaming expanse of polished wood, promising enchanting moments later on in the night.
“It’s fucking awesome, isn’t it?” Ari said happily, and I realized he had been staring at me, waiting for my reaction.
“It really is,” I said softly as he wrapped an arm around my waist and laid his head on mine as we took everything in.
Suddenly there was commotion behind me and we turned to see Lincoln and Monroe coming in behind us. Lincoln had a pissed off look on his face and his arm was wrapped tightly around Monroe’s waist.
