10. Carpe Diem

Carpe Diem

Lincoln

I listened as Nova and Gail talked excitedly about baking classes for the kids.

“You could even bring the kids to visit Icing to see how the shop runs. Or we could have a baking contest for them. Oh!” Nova exclaims, her eyes lighting up. “What if we have a Christmas festival in town for the kids? That would be so much fun. We haven’t had one in years, but I bet I could get local businesses to chip in and help.”

“That would be amazing,” Gail replied, equally excited. “I know the kids would enjoy something like that.”

I was amused by Nova’s excitement and sudden grand plans to do something nice for the kids. I was also turned on as hell by her passion. The orphanage was an important cause for me and my brothers. Seeing her excited about it and wanting to give back made me harder than a rock. Fuck it, I decided as I strode over to her with large purposeful steps. I’m the CEO, and I do what I want.

I swept her into my arms and sealed my lips over hers mid-sentence, swallowing whatever she was about to say. She melted into my arms with a breathy moan that had me deepening the kiss as I pulled her body tighter against mine. I ground my erection into her stomach, and when I felt her body move against mine in response, I growled into her mouth as my hands dropped to her ass to lift her so that she could wrap herself around me. I’d find the nearest wall and fuck her against it.

Gail clearing her throat behind us is what made me pause and remember where we were. I broke the kiss, pressing my forehead against hers as we caught our breath. I squeezed her ass, painfully aware that all that separated my hands from her bare skin was the fabric of her dress. I could barely resist pulling it up to sink my hands between her legs to feel the heat of her core on my fingers. I knew I would find her wet and ready for me, and I wouldn’t be able to stop myself from dragging her into the first private space I could find and having my way with her if I did.

Instead, I lifted my hands to her hips and pulled her against me again before stepping back. I wasn’t sure if Nova was flushed from embarrassment or being turned on. Likely, it was a bit of both. Regardless, she looked stunning. I didn’t remember touching her hair, but some of it had fallen from that damn clip she had holding it up. I liked seeing her mussed and craved seeing her like this more often. I hadn’t immediately stolen her hair clip because I could tell she had put time into doing her hair up, and I knew with cameras being here, she would want to look her best. Before I dropped her off later, that clip would be mine.

I wondered if I could sneak into her bathroom and steal all her hair ties and clips the next time I was over. Concentrating on that went a long way toward helping my hard-on go down. Even so, I couldn’t resist teasing us both a little more. I leaned down so that my lips brushed her ear. “If we didn’t have an audience and obligations, I’d be taking you up against the wall right now, Sugar.” Her breath hitched, making me smile. “When I get you alone, you’re mine.”

Linking my fingers through hers, I turned to face Gail, who was watching us with amusement. I gave her a big Cheshire Cat grin, refusing to feel embarrassed or ashamed at our public display. I wanted Nova, and I didn’t give a fuck who knew it.

“Why don’t we get to the ribbon cutting?” I suggested.

“I’ll let them know you’re ready,” Gail replied. “Nova, we can talk more during the week about the festival and scheduling classes. I look forward to working with you.”

“So do I,” Nova replied, regaining her composure. I couldn’t have that. I wanted her on edge as I was, so while we waited inside the doors for everything to get set up outside, I bent behind her as if I were tying my laces, even though I didn’t have any. We were alone, so I trailed my hand up her inner leg and beneath her dress when I stood. She tensed when she felt my hand, and I kissed the back of her neck as my fingers brushed against her wet panties, teasing her lightly.

“Linc,” she hissed between her teeth as she tried to take a step away from me. I quickly wrapped my free arm around her to hold her in place.

“I have to touch you,” I whispered. “I have to make sure you want me as much as I want you.” I slipped a finger beneath her panties and pushed it inside her. “Fuck, Sugar, I can’t wait to feel this tight pussy wrapped around my cock. I don’t think I’ll be able to wait until I get you home.” That wasn’t just dirty talk. I already knew I wouldn’t and was mentally running through the route home to find the right place to stop where we wouldn’t be bothered.

Nova moaned as I slowly fingered her, her hands gripping my arm like it was her anchor, nails biting into my skin. I relished the pain. She could mark my body and draw my blood any time she wanted as long as it meant I could feel her like this.

I had half a second’s warning to withdraw my finger and make sure her dress was in place before the doors opened and the cameras started clicking. That was probably closer than it should have been but fuck if this woman didn’t make me throw all caution to the wind. I stuck my hand in my pocket, wishing I could suck her juices off my finger instead as I smiled for the camera and pulled her forward with me. Nova moved toward the side, and I could see she still had a dazed look in her eyes.

I made my speech, barely able to tear my eyes from her. As soon as I cut the ribbon, I grabbed her hand and pulled her toward my car. Unfortunately, it took longer than I would have liked because we kept getting stopped to be photographed and questioned by the reporters. I was ready to explode by the time we reached it, and as much as I wanted to press her against my car and kiss her silly, I didn’t think Nova would appreciate me doing so in front of the reporters.

As soon as I got behind the wheel, I tore away from the crowd, my engine roaring and gravel flying as we sped away. Neither of us spoke as I drove toward the place I had in mind. The sexual tension between us was stifling as I reached the turn-off I was looking for about halfway back to town. I pulled into the familiar lookout point I hadn’t visited since I was a teenager and slammed the car in park. I was over the console before the car had stopped rocking.

My lips covered hers in a feral kiss that she matched. “I need to be inside you,” I moaned as I trailed kisses down her neck.

“Yes, please,” she pleaded.

My fingers fumbled to get my pants undone, and I sighed with relief when my heavy cock sprung from its confines to land against her thigh, leaving a smear of precum. I felt a deep satisfaction from seeing it on her. I reached for the lever to lean her seat back and lifted her knees toward her chest to open her up for me. As much as I wanted to take my time and worship her as she deserved, I couldn’t wait any longer, and from the lust I saw in her eyes, neither could she.

I moved her panties to the side and guided myself inside her, my eyes on her face as I entered. Her eyes widened slightly, and she moaned as I sunk my cock halfway. “Fuck, Nova. You feel so good, Sugar,” I gasped as I withdrew and pushed back in. I growled after several attempts to go deeper. My car was not meant for these activities, and I couldn’t get the right angle. I fumbled for the door handle as I pulled out of her. She gave me a confused look as I tumbled from the car.

“What’s happening?” she asked as I reached in and pulled her out with me. I pulled her to the front of my car and backed her onto the hood, kissing her hungrily.

“It’s too cramped in there for me to fuck you properly,” I mumbled as our tongues twisted together. I pushed Nova’s dress up to her waist and pulled her panties off; I pocketed them before getting rid of the offensive hair clip. Instead of tossing it into the bushes and littering, it went in my other pocket as my free hand combed through her hair, letting it spread across my hood.

I crouched down to swipe my tongue through her folds and across her clit, needing to taste her once before I lined myself back up at her core and plunged into her. Nova moaned loudly as my balls bounced off her ass. “That’s it, Nova, let me hear you. Let the world hear you.” I set a punishing pace, promising myself the next time would be slower.

“Fuck, Linc, don’t stop,” Nova begged as her head thrashed.

I loved seeing her spread out across the hood of my car, and even though she just asked me not to stop, I paused long enough to pull her dress off. I shoved it under her head and resumed pumping into her. My hands traveled up her body, pushing her bra out of the way to cup her breasts.

“You are so fucking beautiful,” I moaned. Nova cried out as I plucked her nipples. Needing more, I moved her further up, following her onto the hood. The metal buckled beneath us, and I hoped we left the hood dented from our lovemaking—a permanent reminder of this moment. I bent down and swirled my tongue around one of her nipples before sucking as much of her breast into my mouth as possible.

Her walls fluttered around my cock, and I felt my balls tighten. We were both close, and as much as I wanted to draw it out, I also wanted to feel her come apart on my cock. “Are you going to be a good girl and come for me, Nova,” I asked, increasing my pace and force. The only thing keeping her from sliding across the smooth metal was her damp skin as we worked up a sweat.

“I’m so close,” Nova moaned. “Lincoln, please. Oh, God, please. Fuck me harder.”

How could I refuse when she asked so sweetly? I gripped her hips to hold her in place and shifted to get a better angle as I pounded into her even harder, eliciting a throaty moan each time our bodies slammed together. I felt my balls churn, and in a moment of clarity, I tried to hold my release off. “Are you on birth control?” I panted. Please let her be on birth control. I didn’t know if I had the willpower to pull out, and I liked the idea of breeding her and planting my baby inside her too much to test it.

“Yes,” she moaned. “I’m on birth control. Come in me. Fill me up with your hot cum.”

I grunted as her pussy tightened around me, and she screamed as she came, pulling me over the ledge with her. I collapsed on top of her, burying my face in her neck. My hips continued to pump as I filled her with my cum. She was fucking perfect, and I bit my tongue to keep myself from begging her to marry me. She wouldn’t take the proposal seriously, and I was shocked by how serious I was. The guys weren’t going to be happy about this new revelation.

Reluctantly, I pulled out of her and stood so I didn’t crush her more than I already had. As she regained her senses, she blushed and sat up quickly, trying to cover herself as she scrambled for her dress.

“Hey,” I said softly, stepping back between her legs and halting her movements before she could put the dress on. “You’re fucking stunning and have no reason to be embarrassed about being naked. If I had my way, I’d never let you wear a stitch of clothing. Then again, that would allow other men to see what’s mine, and I can’t have that.”

Nova snorted. “Right, like they wouldn’t be disgusted.”

I sighed and tilted her chin up to make her look at me. “You don’t understand how fucking sexy you are, Nova. I wish you could see yourself how we see you, how most people see you. I think you’d be surprised how many people desire you.” Her blush deepened, but she didn’t reply as I helped her dress. Once her bra was back in place and the dress was down to her waist, she held her hand out expectantly.

“Panties?” I wasn’t planning on giving them back, but as my cum began to pool on the hood of my car, I decided that it was a necessary sacrifice to keep it inside her longer. I don’t know what it was about her, but she brought to life kinks that I didn’t even know I had. But only for her, I realized as I slid her panties up her legs and helped her stand to pull them on the rest of the way. The idea of filling another woman with my cum wasn’t nearly as appealing as it was with her. At all. She looked around once her dress was in place before holding her hand out again. “Hair clip?”

This time, I scowled at her. There was no chance in hell she was getting that back. “It’s mine now,” I growled, leading her to the passenger seat. The door was still flung open from when we exited the car, and I wondered if we accidentally killed the battery. I shrugged. If we had, that meant we would have time for another round before someone could come out and rescue us.

“You have a weird obsession with my hair,” Nova commented.

Before she could get in the car, I tangled my hand in her hair and pulled her against me. “I’m finding that’s not the only thing I’m developing an obsession for,” I growled. “It’s taking all of my restraint not to bend you over and fuck you again. Knowing that your little pussy is filled with my cum turns me on in the worst way.”

I felt her shudder in my arms. “Fuck,” she whined.

“You better get in the car, Nova, before I decide we live here now,” I warned. I released her hair and slapped her ass to get her moving. Once she was in, I shut the door and rounded my hood, grinning as I saw the dent and the fluids. On impulse, I snapped a quick picture of the evidence, with a thoroughly fucked Nova in the background, and sent it to my group chat with Ben and Grant. My phone was going off before I got into the car.

Ben: You fucking bastard! You couldn’t wait, could you?

Grant: Sneaky fuck. No wonder you were all too happy to go to the ribbon cutting alone.

Linc: I didn’t plan for this to happen, but you know what they say, carpe diem, boys.

Ben: My fist is going to carpe diem you in the dick.

Linc: Kinky, but only if Nova joins us.

Grant: Just remember that we aren’t keeping her.

I rolled my eyes. Grant couldn’t resist ruining a good moment. While I know that’s what we agreed to, in my heart of hearts, I knew that letting Nova go was no longer an option for me.

Linc: We’ll see.

I chuckled as I pocketed my phone and tried not to be disappointed when my engine started.

“What’s so funny?” Nova asked with a playful smile.

“My brothers are jealous,” I said smugly.

“You told them?” she asked in shock.

“Of course. We don’t have secrets,” I replied with a shrug.

“And they’re… ok with it?” she asked hesitantly.

I looked over at her, grabbed her hand, and lifted it to my lips. “They’re more than ok with it, Sugar. Don’t forget, we grew up together and are good at sharing.” I winked at her and returned my attention to the road, leaving that thought to marinate in her mind.