by Tessa Kealey
Danica laughed, nodded and couldn't seem to keep the grin off her face for more than a second. She reached for her husband's hand and said, “We wanted to tell you in person because you're like a sister to me, and I love you. We both love you. I'm pregnant!”
Chloe jumped up, ran around the table and hugged her friend. She was squealing slightly and forced herself to calm. She kissed Danica's cheek.
Reece reached across the table and shook Bob's hand.
Danica and Chloe stood hugging for a minute. They were completely emotional and tears filled both their eyes.
“I'm going to be an Auntie! I am so excited for you both. I wondered how you got Bob out from in front of the television.”
Chloe laughed, sniffed and made her way back to her seat.
When she plopped down in her seat, she groaned, but covered it with a cough and turned to find Reece grinning at her. Right at that moment, he stared into her eyes and the buzzing started in her pussy. The man was evil. There was no doubt now.
She shook her head quickly with a small warning flash of her eyes. Luckily the egg was discreet and couldn't be heard, but Chloe's reaction was bound to give her away. There was no way she could act normally all through dinner. He ignored her and turned back to congratulate Bob again.
“Thank you for including me in your exciting announcement. When's the big day?”
“Oh dude, no worries. This is the first time Chloe's been with a guy more than two dates, ya know what I'm saying? We had to include you.”
Reece turned to her and lifted an eyebrow. “Really? Two dates.”
She rolled her eyes at his smirk and didn't bother to answer. In response to the eye roll, he increased the speed of the egg. A loud explosive gasp escaped her. Thankfully, Danica and Bob didn't hear it since they were discussing how inappropriate Bob's comment was.
It took all Chloe had not to moan out loud. She gripped the edge of the table tight, but couldn't stop her hips from rotating against the chair's seat. She let her disobedient hips grind once, the plug and egg shifted inside her; buzzing, vibrating, stimulating.
Her face became flushed as she stared at Reece and mouthed the word please at him. He inclined his head once and the intensity diminished enough for her to carry on a conversation with Danica.
The waitress came over. They ordered champagne to celebrate.
The talk centered around babies for the time it took the waitress to give their order to the kitchen and for the kitchen to prepare their meals.
The waitress came back with champagne and their meals. There was much animated conversation. Danica and Chloe discussed baby names until Chloe realized this might be making Reece uncomfortable.
She turned to him and leaned in close, “Are you okay? Clearly, I didn't know it would be all this baby talk at dinner.”
He slipped a hand in his pocket, turned up the remote to the highest setting so far. She bit her lip, bent over slightly at the waist and whispered at him, “God, Reece. Please, d-don't do that.”
“Chloe, this is the only thing saving this dinner for me. Your friends are wonderful, but baby talk at dinner is not really my thing. This on the other hand, is definitely my thing. The look in your eyes, the flush in your cheeks along with the panic as your arousal spins out of control. I can't wait until we get back tonight. I'm tempted for us to slip away into the bathroom right here, right now so I can fuck you.”
Chloe struggled to sit upright, Reece left the egg on its highest setting. Chloe had to grind her teeth while taking deep breaths so she wouldn't moan. Danica tilted her head, narrowed her eyes and stared at Chloe in the strangest way. Clearly the baby talk hadn't faded her sharp, hawk eyes.
Danica rose from her chair. “Chloe, go with me to the ladies room? Excuse us.”
She didn't wait for Chloe to answer. She walked past Reece, snagged Chloe's arm and dragged her to the bathroom.
As soon as the bathroom door swung shut, Danica questioned Chloe. “You know I know something is going on. I've known you too long for you to pull something over on me. You're not pregnant, are you?”
Chloe gasped. “Oh, god, no. Bite your tongue.”
At Danica's raised eyebrow, Chloe rolled her eyes. “You know what I mean. You're married, and at that place in your life. I'm not. I couldn't be further from it.”
Chloe wandered over to the sinks to wash her hands. The vibrating egg was still doing its thing. There was absolutely no way she was telling Danica that the reason she was so off tonight was because she was wearing a butt plug or a vibrating egg was shoved deep inside her sex. No matter how close a friendship, intimate knowledge like that can be a case of too much information.
Chloe ran cold water over her wrists. She was so hot, flushed and couldn't seem to control it. She was lingering on the edge of orgasm. The arousal was zinging through her nerve endings making it hard to have a conversation with anyone that made any kind of sense. Especially with her best friend. The only thing that had stopped Danica from knowing something was off from the start was that she was sharing her own fantastic news.
Chloe needed to turn Danica away from looking too closely. Keep her on the subject of babies. Her friend practically glowed with the need to share her happiness.
Chloe asked, “So, do I get to be the godmother too?”
“You're not distracting me from this conversation. What is going on? Is everything okay with you and Reece? He is gorgeous, by the way.”
Chloe closed her eyes. Did the egg just...? Oh my god. He was turning up the vibrations. She leaned against the sink with her head down. Her breathing became heavy, and her head began to spin. The egg was vibrating harder inside her. She squeezed her legs together which only made it worse. She bit the inside of her lip and prayed she wouldn't have an orgasm right here.
“Chloe?”
Danica grabbed paper towels, wet them and handed them to Chloe. “You don't look good. Are you getting sick?”
Chloe latched on to that excuse. “You know, I think I might be sick. Yeah.”
She dabbed the wet paper towels on her face and bent over the sink. A shaky moan escaped her as the egg was ramped up again inside her.
“Poor Clo, I'm so sorry. You don't sound good at all. Maybe you should go home and get some rest.”
“No. No, I'm okay. This is a celebration. Let's go back out to the table. I'm sure I'll be fine. Just an upset stomach. I hadn't eaten all day because I knew we'd be going out to dinner tonight.”
Chloe had no idea where the details were coming from, but the lies were spilling easily from her mouth.
“All right, honey. If you're sure.”
They walked back to the table. Both men stood as they returned. Reece leaned in to kiss her cheek as he said out loud to the group, “Everything okay?”
When he got close to her ear, he whispered so only Chloe could hear, “How's the egg feel, Chloe?”
“You're a cruel man, Reece Walker.”
His grin as he pulled away from her set her heart to racing. It was a playful grin. One she had come to dread and love at the same time.
“You have no idea yet.”
She gritted her teeth through the rest of dinner. Not only did he keep alternating the intensity of the egg, he kept touching her, whispering in her ear and making it extremely difficult to carry on a normal conversation with the rest of the table.
Finally after dessert, Bob said, “I think it's time I got Dani home. She needs her rest.”
“Aw, baby. I hope you're like this for the next six months. And especially when I'm as big as a house and demand almond, chocolate-chip ice cream at four in the morning.”
“As long as you share it with me when I get back from the store; it's all good.”
There were hugs, promises of phone calls, and congratulations again. The four of them walked out together. Reece and Bob had a small tug of war with the check, which Reece won.
“I insist that you let me pay as congratulations. And you promise not to invite me to any baby
showers.”
Bob laughed. “Deal.”
Chapter 15
On the way back to their apartment building, Chloe was snuggled against Reece in the backseat. He'd turned down the egg, so that it was barely noticeable. She was still painfully aware of the plug. The plug without arousal was more painful than when he had the egg up high, but they were talking, and he kept it low.
“Thanks for being so nice to my friends. Bob can be a bit crass at times, but he's a great guy and loves Danica so much.”
“It was easy to be nice to your friends. They seem like great people. Even Bob. After he checked to see how my balls were hanging, I felt like we knew each other better.”
She laughed then groaned when the plug moved.
He slid a hand into her hair and pulled her in for a kiss. The kiss was gentle, a light brushing of their lips which increased in intensity the longer it went on. She purred deep in the back of her throat as she leaned into him. His fingers tightened in her hair as he pushed his tongue past her teeth. Instead of waiting for him to make the first move, she felt this surge of aggression. The teasing and playful taunting of the past few hours had taken their toll on her. She wanted him to fuck her hard and fast. She didn't even care where they were, or that the cabbie was about to get an eyeful.
She straddled his hips, but as soon as she did, he pulled her back from the kiss. She whimpered and tried to kiss him again.
He smiled up at her and his voice was low, full of arousal. “What do you want, Chloe.”
“You. I want you. Right here, in this cab. I don't care where we are.”
He removed the remote from his pocket and she watched him dial up the settings so that the egg was vibrating inside her like it was trying to drill its way out. She threw back her head and groaned. She was wild, insane with lust and her hips wouldn't stop grinding in circles against him even if she tried to stop them, which she didn't.
She didn't care that they were in the cab riding down a busy downtown street. The cab's windows weren't blackened. She was beyond such considerations. She pulled the top of her dress down. She was facing the back window so the cab driver was only getting a view of her hips and ass grinding into Reece's lap. Anyone peeking in the windows from the back or the side would now be getting a full view of her breasts with their very erect, pink nipples.
Reece laughed as his teeth grazed her breast. He wrapped a hand around each and flicked his tongue against a nipple. It was a delicious tease. “Chloe, you slutty girl. Don't you care that anyone can see into this cab? Don't you care that the cab driver can hear you?”
She clutched his lapels, moaned softly and whispered, “No, I don't care. You're driving me crazy with this egg. You can't have any idea what it's doing to me.”
The vibrations leveled off as he fiddled with the dial again. The buzzing in her was just high enough to keep her arousal intense, but not enough to send her over the edge without help.
She had to release his clothes as he pinned her arms to her sides. His mouth closed over her nipple and he sucked it hard into his mouth.
“God, Reece.”
He switched to the other nipple, holding her still when she tried to fight against him. It was too much. It was like a live wire of electricity from her nipple to her pussy. It was almost painful like biting on tin foil, and she wanted him to stop, yet she didn't.
She wanted to orgasm. She'd never felt this painful need before. Before Reece, every orgasm she'd ever wanted was hers to control. Nobody thought about withholding it from her. This denial was a completely new experience, and it became all-consuming. She would do just about anything he wanted to find that edge and slip across it. She needed him for it though. He was essential to that burning, all-consuming orgasmic release.
The cab stopped. She was staring down at Reece. Her thighs were clenching around him, her hips swiveling as she rocked herself against his lap. Her need was overwhelming. She watched her nipple disappear into his mouth. His eyes were on her with an intensity that blew her mind.
The voice of the cabbie was a surprise. “Hey, come on, now. I got places to be. Get out. You're here.”
Reece released her arms and pulled her dress over her breasts as she removed herself from his lap. He shifted to get to his wallet, paid the driver and opened the door. He reached in and snagged Chloe's arm dragging her quickly into the building.
He shoved her against the foyer wall while they waited for the elevator. When it arrived with a ding, Chloe didn't even realize until Reece broke away from the kiss.
Instead of pushing a button for his floor, he started to kiss her again. The doors slid closed. The elevator didn't move. He pulled her away, held her at arm's length and pushed on her shoulders. She bit her lip as she knelt in front of him. He slipped a hand into his pocket and the buzzing between her legs intensified. He unzipped his pants and pulled his cock out.
“Suck me, Chloe. Right here in this elevator where we first met.”
It took her a half second to consider it. She wasn't sure why she was even thinking about it. Chloe had been ready to have sex in the cab ride on the way home. She brushed her lips over the head flicking her tongue against it. Wrapping her hand around the base, she held it still while she lavished the head of it with her tongue.
He caressed her hair, brushing a few stray blonde strands out of her eyes while he held her gaze. As she gently sucked him into her mouth, he groaned softly.
“You are so beautiful, Chloe. Kneeling at my feet like that, sucking my cock where anyone could walk in and see you.”
She shivered. The thought filled her with dread but something more. An excitement that made her heart race and filled her with a deliciously naughty feeling. She wouldn't have been upset if someone saw her on her knees for him, sucking his cock. There was this bit of submissive need in her lately when she was having sex with Reece.
This need to please him, for him to be proud of her. She couldn't really understand where it came from, and she would never admit it out loud. It looked like she didn't have to though, here she was sucking his cock in public. Anyone could see if they walked in.
The elevator dinged. Her heart slammed in her chest. A tingling moved through her along with the shot of adrenaline. The high it gave her was unbelievable. She had been so engrossed in sucking his dick that she hadn't noticed he hit the button for his floor. It wasn't them about to be discovered by neighbors. It was the elevator opening at his floor.
“Stay on your knees, Chloe.”
He pushed her dress down over her breasts then tugged the skirt up to her waist. With his cock still in her mouth, he grabbed the sides of her face and watched his cock sliding into her mouth. She wondered why he was letting her take things at her own pace. Usually, he was more controlling, thrusting into her mouth by now.
He pushed the head of his cock to the back of her throat, gagging her slightly. After two quick thrusts, the tip of his cock never leaving her throat for very long, her eyes filled with tears. Before he could trigger her gag reflex, he pulled out.
“Let's go. On your knees, Chloe. All the way to my apartment.”
At her disbelieving look, he cranked the egg up to full. She cried out, panting and groaning as the egg vibrated itself against the inside of her pussy. She twisted her body to get into a position that might allow her to take advantage of the egg to bring about her orgasm. She was past the point of caring whether she should or not, but it wasn't hitting the right spot inside her to send her over that edge that she was riding.
“Please, Reece.”
“Yes, I know, Chloe. Once we get inside, I'm going to fuck you until you cum. You've been such a good slut for me tonight. But I want you to crawl to my apartment. Show me how much you want me to fuck you.”
He walked out ahead of her. He turned back once to eye her still kneeling on the floor. He stroked his cock as he watched her. “Let's go, my beautiful slut. I want to see you crawling half-naked on your hands and knees for me.”
The egg was
making it impossible to think clearly. She was at her foggiest when her orgasm was leading her around. She didn't think about it too long. She wasn't going to get up from her knees. The door was going to close any minute. She wanted this man to fuck her. Those three facts contributed to her decision to crawl after him.
He growled softly at her, “Yes. That's it. All the way into my apartment.”
At the door, he unlocked it, swept it open and slapped her on the ass as she crawled past him. His hand caught the end of the plug, and she bit her lip to hold back her groan.
On the way to the bedroom, he stripped off his clothes leaving them wherever they landed. She tried to stand now that she'd done as he asked, as he commanded.