His Girl

12 || Are you happy?

The car slowed to a stop. I glanced at Gerard to know if he was impressed with my driving skills, and he wiggled his brows. I couldn't help running my fingers over the steering of my new car. I would spend tonight talking to Cathie all about it. Now she wouldn't dangle Steven and his generosity all over my face.

Gerard unlocked my seatbelt. I didn't wait for him to do the rest before sliding onto his lap, my pussy directly over his crotch. I fumbled with his belt. He sent me a warning but didn't stop me from freeing his cock. I was needy.

"Daddy," I purred.

"Yeah," he replied. He was stroking his dick, both of us watching as precum beaded over his shaft. I stretched my hand to touch him but changed my mind when he frowned. "Want to taste, Hana?" He teased, and I nodded. He grinned, his tongue running over his lips as he pulled my hand down to caress his balls. "I don't want you too full until we have had dinner."

I poked his chest lightly. His pretty cock was in the open and it was incredibly difficult not to beg him to push my panties aside so I could slide down his massive length. The last time we had sex was when he showed up to the house. It felt like such a long time ago now.

"What about after dinner? Don't you need to get off? Can you handle the wait, Daddy?"

As I asked this, I lowered my knees to the car floor. I placed my hands on his knees, batted my lashes at him before my mouth drew close to his dick. My tongue darted out to lick the thick head of his cock and he fisted my hair.

"Hana."

"Please, Daddy. I won't be too full."

One curt nod from him and my mouth closed around his cock. I took him slower than usual, letting both of us feel the effect as his cock stretched my throat. A moan escaped me when his cock hit the back of my throat. His fingers tangled in my hair, taking charge as he fucked my mouth. Spit dripped down the corners of my lips, and my eyes watered.

"Such a good girl, taking Daddy's cock like a pretty little slut." His eyes shut when my teeth grazed him enough to tease but not to hurt. "More, Hana. Make Daddy come, okay?"

My head bobbed as I impaled myself on this beautiful extension of him. His thrusts became faster, more urgent but I stayed there, letting him bruise and mark my throat.

His seed shot into my mouth, running down my throat. Gerard's sigh travelled through the air. I opened my mouth to let him see how much of a good girl I was. And he offered me a tiny smile that made the butterflies in my belly go crazy. For the next few minutes, we fixed ourselves up. My cheeks were still flushed, my hair was a bit disarranged but we managed it.

I stepped out first and Gerard followed behind. He offered me his elbow and I looped my arm around his. For the first time, I looked around the place as he guided me up a short row of stairs to the entrance.

The door opened on its own and someone took our jackets. I stole a glance at Gerard but he was looking somewhere else. My mind spun as my eyes tried to adjust to the lights. This was the kind of place where the servers had to wear well-ironed pants and button-down shirts. We stopped in front of a man behind a wooden lectern stand. Gerard gave the man his name, he checked through his list and beckoned on a server to direct us to our table.

I stayed closer to Gerard, afraid to break or touch anything. The tables had expensive silverwares, decors, and bottles of wine. I wasn't sure it could compare to the place I earlier invited Gerard.

After showing us to our table, the server bowed and left us to our own devices. Gerard let go of me so I could slide to my seat. His leg brushed mine as he sat beside me and a shiver skated down my back. My entire body throbbed but my pussy throbbed more. Our date was finally happening.