Not So Delicate ||18+|| ✔️

Brooklyn ~74~

WARNING: Toys, slight fingering, and mentions of public intimacy.

For someone who 'doesn't do dates', he sure did out do himself for this one.

Atticus had sent two girls to come dress me and do my makeup, which to me it seemed to be a bit much, but I didn't say anything. They pampered me and filled me in on gossip of people I didn't know.

Safe to say, Sarah is gonna get her ass kicked once Jason's wife finds out about her. Which, in my opinion, Jason should be the one getting his ass kicked. Unless, of course, Sarah knew about her and still pursued her man..

By the time we were finished, my hair was fixed, and my makeup was done. I hardly recognized the girl in the mirror. They let me choose between a selection of dresses to wear, various colors, and lengths. Since it was getting closer to the colder months, I decided to go for a long black dress.

It was paired with a white silk shawl to place over my shoulders since it was backless. It had silver crystals around the waist and dripping down the slit of the dress. Once it was on me, I nearly had a stroke.

The girl who stared back at me was glowing. She was happy and dressed like royalty. She was me. And for the first time in a while, I loved her.

There was a sudden knock on the door, pulling me out of my trance. I look over my shoulder to see Callan staring at me. He looked at the girls and smiled.

"Thank you. I'll wire your check to you." He dismissed them politely. They nodded, packed up, and left. Callan walked closer, stuffing his hands into his pockets and standing a few feet away from me, just staring.

"Do you like the dress? I can change it if it's not flattering.." I say, looking back at the mirror and flattening my palms over the fabric. He said nothing, simply staring at me. His face was neutral, but his eyes were on fire. I turn around and look at him properly, walking over to him. "What?"

He shakes his head as if to say 'nothing'. I shift uncomfortably, feeling weird under his gaze. It's funny how he's seen me butt ass naked as the day I was born, but when he looks at me dressed, that's when I get nervous.

"Speak, dammit..." I say frustrated. He smirks softly and reaches his hand out, wrapping it around the back of my neck and pulling me closer, forcing my head back to look at him. His eyes move over my face, taking in all my features.

"Atticus has two minutes to get here." He says, making me furrow my eyebrows in confusion. "Because if not, I'm afraid he won't be getting you tonight."

"Jealous he can get all this tonight, and you can't?" I tease, smiling widely. He lets out a guttural noise, tightening his grip on me. He pulls me even closer, my chest pressed to his. If it wasn't for the little sticky pads I had on my breasts, he would've definitely felt the piercings.

"You're playing with fire, little one." He whispers into my ear, kissing the shell of it. I shiver a little, feeling his warm breath against my neck.

"Luckily for me, I like the burn." I whisper back, feeling his whole body go rigid. He grabs my jaw and kisses me deeply, taking control over my mouth as if he owned it. I groan softly, feeling him bite my lip hard. When he pulled away, I could feel the ache still on my lip. And embarrassingly, it turned me on.

"Let's see just how much you like it then." He takes my hand in his and pulls me out of my room and down the hall to his. Once we were inside, he turned me around and placed his hands on my hips, pushing me towards the bed. Before I could fall back on it, he turned me around quickly, making me fall on my stomach.

He leans down over me, his hard-on pressed to my ass. He kisses my earlobe softly before speaking. "I'm gonna put a little toy in this sweet pussy, yeah? And you're gonna have to endure Atticus having full control over it as you two go out."

My whole body lights ablaze at his words. The mere thought of having to hold back orgasms or even orgasming in public was enough to have my heart racing. Not to mention having to keep quiet the whole time..

I feel his warm body pull away from mine, I look over my shoulder to see where he was going, only to see him still standing behind me with his arms crossed.

"Eyes forward. You move when I tell you to. Understood?" He said lowly, I face forward and nod softly. I feel his hand rest on my ass, the heat of his hand burning me through the dress. I immediately realized where I went wrong.

"Yes, sir. I understand.." I whisper, feeling him remove his hand after giving my ass a squeeze and then walking away. I desperately wanted to look back to see what he was doing but I refrained from doing so. A few seconds later, I felt him pull me to the end of the bed, pulling my hips up.

He had me bent over the bed, the angle was uncomfortable but I stayed quiet. I felt him hike up my dress, bundling the fabric on my waist. I squirmed a little, feeling my panties get pulled to the side.

"Color?"

"Green."

I felt his finger tease my clit, rubbing agonizing circles against it before teasing my entrance. I whine softly, his finger entering me and slowly pumping inside of me. I wanted to shove my face into the mattress but I didn't want to mess up my makeup or hair.

I felt him take his finger out and put something cool against my clit, lubing it up with my slick before pushing it inside of me, making me let out a gasp. He places my panties back into place and fixes my dress before pulling me up, the vibrator inside of me made me shift my hips.

"You gonna be a good girl tonight?" He whispers in my ear, his hands rubbing up and down my hips. I nod softly, mumbling a yes. "Come on then, Atticus is waiting."

He takes my hand in his and leads me out the room, taking it slow due to my penguin walk. This was gonna take some time to get used to.

With a shaky breath, I steady my spine and walk down the stairs with Callan, seeing Atticus in a tux, leaning against the arm rest of the sofa while scrolling on his phone. I think I just drooled a little..

When he heard our footsteps, he tilts his head to the side to look at us, his eyes immediately running down my body, his lips twitching a little. He stands straight and walks over, whistling lowly.

"I think my jaw just discovered the core of the Earth." He says, making me laugh. Zachary pops up from the kitchen, wolf whistling.

"Hot damn, gorgeous." He cat called, making me roll my eyes and walk over to him, getting a hang of the feeling between my legs. He grabs me and kisses me softly, tucking me under his arm. I look at Callan and Atticus to see them both looking at me.

That's when Callan hands Atticus the remote.

For a moment, Atticus looks at it confused before his eyes traveled to meet mine, his lips quirking into an evil smirk. He takes the remote and puts it in his pocket. I thought I was safe but oh was I wrong. Before he removed his hand from his pocket, he turned the vibrator on, the buzzing was inaudible thankfully. I jerk slightly, letting out a soft noise. I feel Zachary tighten his hold on me, looking at me worriedly before realizing what was happening.

"Dirty, dirty girl." He taunts, wrapping his arm around my waist and keeping me up.

"Oh, baby... and that's the lowest setting." Atticus grins. I groan and blink hard to clear my vision.

This was going to be torture.