Chapter 18
Zoe pulled into my driveway a little after five, wearing a black, strapless, fitted dress that hugged her curves in all the right places. It rested just above her knees, with a zipper along the back. leaving nothing to the imagination. In one swift pull, I could have it off of her, and pooling onto the floor. She wore flip flops, but held a pair of red heels in her hand, not wanting to scratch my hard wood floors. I told her a million times I didn't give a fuck about the floors, but that was Zoe.
“Damn Babydoll, I don't think we're going to make it by six.” I said pulling her against me and cupping her ass. My finger tips brushed the hem of her dress, and I cursed under my breath. “One wrong move tonight, and my ass is going to be on full display.” I tsked, giving her cheeks a tight squeeze, enticing a giggle from her lips.
“We cannot be late.” She emphasized, wrapping her arms around my neck, and leaning up on her tip toes to press her lips to mine. “Go change.” She said, giving me a shove, and smacking me on the ass.
“You sure you wanna play that game?” I asked raising my eyebrows in challenge.
“Wes... I mean it.” She said putting her hands up in mock surrender. “We can't be-”
Her words were cut off by a squeal, as I lunged towards her. She tried to get away, but it was no use, I snaked her around the waist effortlessly, and tossed her over my shoulder. Her dress rose, revealing the red thong she wore beneath it, and I gave each cheek a tap as I sprinted up the stairs. She hit my back repeatedly, in an attempt to make me put her down, which I did, when we got to the bedroom. I put her down right on her back, and before she could move, I caged her in with my body, my erection pressing against her core.
“Wes.” She whimpered.
“Babydoll.” I whispered back, capturing her lips with mine, and rubbing my length against her. She let out a soft moan, and opened her legs to me, it was always this way with us. We both knew what was about to happen, because neither of us could live without it. Her hands found the hem of my shirt, and tugged at it, until I was free, and bare chested. She bit her bottom lip playfully, looking me directly in the eyes. “I guess we could be fashionably late.” She breathed out, reaching for my belt buckle.
I smiled wide, and soon her smile mirrored my own, as our lips crashed against each other, and our limbs tangled in an effort to feel everything. Our hearts beat as one, as our clothing was tossed to the floor piece, by piece, until I was finally inside of her. Her moans doing things to my mind and body that I never thought possible. I lost myself in her, the only thing that mattered was making her cum, making her happy.
In an instant, I was up on my knees, my hands gripping her ass, and pulling her towards me. I held her tight as I thrust into her needy core over, and over, again feeling her walls tighten around me with every fluid motion. Her moans grew louder, and she cupped her breasts, tweaking her nipples, riding a wave of pleasure that I created. Moving one hand to her clit, I rubbed tight circles around the swollen nub, all while continuing to fuck her with my cock. “Wes!” She called out, knowing she was seconds away from losing control. With one final thrust, I sent us both over the edge, and into oblivion.
“You know, before you, I was never late to anything Wes Granger.” She pouted, as I helped her back into her dress, pulling the zipper up.
I pushed her hair over one bare shoulder, before placing a soft kiss on the other. “Before me, you never had a proper orgasm either.” I countered, raising my eyebrows, and catching her reflection in the mirror.
“You and that dirty mouth.” She tsked.
“You love it.” I gritted out, before spinning her around, kissing her roughly, and nipping at her bottom lip.
“I love you.” She said breathlessly, as I pulled away.
“Oh yea?” I teased, before cupping her ass in my hands, and whispering against her lips “I love you too Babydoll.”
The smile that spread across her face was instantaneous, and I couldn't help but kiss if off her. She moaned into my mouth, and my erection quickly sprang to life, never getting enough of her. I slid my hands under her dress, my hands on her bare cheeks, pulling her against my throbbing cock. “Wes.” She breathed out, when we finally came up for air. “We have to go. Now.” The regret in her voice was obvious, and as much as her declaration of love made me want to claim her all over again, I knew she was right.
I sighed, closing my eyes, and resting my forehead against hers. “Making you horny, and making you smile are my two favorite things Babydoll.” I said, pulling her dress back down to cover her ass.
She laughed, kissing me on my cheek, before slipping back into her heels. “I promise you can do both as soon as we get back.”
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We pulled into the venue a half hour late, and Zoe quickly devised a cover story about having a flat tire, and the spare not fitting on the Chevelle properly. I played my part, as usual my hand resting on the small of her back, smiling, and laughing, as she schmoozed all the the big wig donors. When dinner was ready to be served, we took our seats at a vacant table, which didn't stay vacant for long. Soon, Cole, and what appeared to be a couple of body guards joined us. Zoe placed her hand on my thigh under the table, giving it a light squeeze in a show of support. I leaned over, kissing her temple in reassurance, catching Cole's eyes as I did so.
“Fancy seeing you here.” Cole said, with a broad smile. “Funny, I never got invited to these type of things before. Money opens up a whole new world ay brother?”
“So you're still doing this huh?” I asked, with disbelief. “Pretending you're the king of California?”
“I don't need to pretend anything brother. Look around.” He said, fanning his arms wide. “People know who I am, and they respect me. It's more than I can say about you.”
“Respect is earned Cole, not stolen.” I said, the anger evident in my voice.
“Let's agree to disagree brother. I came here to enjoy my evening, give a little to a great cause, and find a girl to take back to my new penthouse. Can't you just be happy for me?”
“I'll be happy, when you get your shit together.”
“Like you? Does Jake even know your fucking his baby sister?”
“Watch it!” I gritted out, giving him a warning glare.
“Oh, come on Wes. Look at her. A woman who dresses like that is begging to be fucked, no one would blame you.” He laughed, seemingly amused with himself.
I stood then, knocking my chair down behind me. “What the fuck are you on?”
Cole stood too, along with the muscle that flanked either side of him. “Hey, no hard feelings man, just stating the obvious.” He said, shrugging his shoulders, before turning towards Zoe. “What do you say Sweetheart, you wanna come back to my place tonight?”
“Outside!” I gritted out, reaching across the table to grab Cole by his shirt. Only, I was intercepted by thing one and thing two stepping in front of my target. “You gonna make your flunkies fight your battle Cole!” I spewed out, around the wall they'd created.
Zoe stood then, reaching for my hand. I was instantly flooded with guilt. This was an important night for her, and here I was fighting with my brother, and making an ass out of myself. “Let's just change tables okay baby?” She asked softly, rubbing her other hand up and down my arm.
“Yea baby, why don't you change tables? And while you're at it, grab Zoe and I some dessert... to go.” Cole said, winking at Zoe.
She discreetly flipped him the bird, and he blew her a kiss, only pissing me off more. I should have kept my cool, and walked away. I should have ignored his drug induced comments, but I didn't. No, instead I took two purposeful steps around thing two, and made contact with Cole's face.