Page 21 of Objection

Serenity

Two Nights Later

I was drunk.

I knew it.

I felt it.

The world was slightly tilted, I couldn’t stop smiling, dancing, and singing, and I was drunk.

It was my baby sister’s twenty first birthday and we made sure she brought in her newest year of life right.

I took her shopping, then we spent the day being pampered.

After that, we went to Rose Valley Hill’s hottest lounge and the champagne and liquor was poured abundantly.

She’d tapped out and was asleep in our VIP booth, but I wanted to dance to one more song before we left.

Kaos was here but he blended in with the crowd. He made it clear his responsibility was to pay for our shit and make sure no one bothered us or tried to take advantage of us while we had a good time, and I appreciated and respected him for that. I was surprised by how he really kept his distance.

At first, I was a little nervous when he showed up with the other partners from the firm.

I knew they were his closest friends, but it was a little weird smoking and drinking and dancing in front of them.

Eventually, I realized they were normal people off the clock ready to have a good time like the rest of us.

“Girl!” Nessa yelled far louder than she really needed to since she was clinging to my arm and right against my ear. “Your sister is knocked the fuck out !”

We cackled as the song changed to something to twerk to. I didn’t usually twerk or dance provocatively. In fact, I usually only line danced or two stepped . . . but the combination of champagne and tequila flowing through my system had me on a different level.

“One more dance, then we’re out of here!” I yelled back, rolling my hips and clapping my ass cheeks.

Everything happened so fast.

One second, I was dropping it low enough for my ass to almost touch the floor, and the next, a hand was gripping my arm before I was tossed over somebody’s shoulder.

“Hey!” I yelled, holding on to a wide waist tightly. I giggled when I realized it was my man. “Kaos . . .”

“You done lost your damn mind,” he scolded, smacking my ass.

“What’d I do?” I slurred, closing my eyes as the floor started to spin.

“I’m all for you dancing, but you don’t get to show these niggas what belongs to me. The fuck were you thinking lifting your skirt like that while you were dancing?”

“It’s too tight. I could barely move.”

“Wear something looser next time.”

I could tell he was serious, but I couldn’t stop myself from laughing.

He didn’t put me on my feet until we were outside.

Leaning me against the car, he barked orders to everyone that was with us.

Tristan put a still sleeping Taylor in the Lamborghini Kaos had rented her for her birthday.

If this was how he spoiled my sister, I knew our children would have no limitations.

“All of them are entirely too drunk to drive,” Kaos said, using his hand around my waist to keep me pressed against the car.

“Tristan, drive the Lambo and take my little sister to my house. You can crash there if you want. I’ll meet you there.

Raquel, take Nessa and her homegirl home.

Take the rest of the weekend off.” Tilting my head by my chin, Kaos stared into my eyes.

His held slight amusement, and I couldn’t imagine how goofy I looked right now.

“Do you need to throw up before I put you in my car?”

Biting my bottom lip to keep from laughing, I shook my head. “No, I’m not that drunk. I just need some food and I’ll sober up.”

He laughed. “Yeah, aight.”

He shook everyone’s hands and thanked them for coming out to help us celebrate Taylor, then he tried to open the passenger door of the Rolls Royce for me. “Wait,” I pleaded quietly, shifting slightly toward the back.

“That’s what type of time you on?” he asked, opening the back door with a sneaky grin.

“Yes, baby. I can’t wait until we get home.”

As I climbed onto the seat, Kaos followed and closed the door. While I pulled my skirt up, I heard the sharp intake of breath he took. My cheeky panties had a hole right down the middle, giving quick and easy access to my pussy.

“Damn, princess. Had I known you were coming like this, I would’ve been in your pussy all night long.”

I giggled, but it turned into a moan when he spread my ass cheeks and swiped his tongue between my lips.

A sizzling breath escaped me as I gripped the seat with one hand and palmed the floor with the other.

I was already soaking wet, so foreplay wasn’t needed, but there would never come a time when I’d decline having this man’s lips on mine.

“It’s coming,” I warned him through trembling lips.

“Let me have it,” he slurred against my pussy before smacking my ass.

And I did.

I’m not sure why tequila made me so horny, but it did.

I was trembling in anticipation when I finally felt the head of his dick at my opening.

A satisfied moan escaped me when he finally pressed his way inside.

My palm pressed against the window as I fucked him back.

Each time I rocked against him, some kind of sound came out of my mouth or pussy.

“I need it, baby,” I begged shamelessly. “Make me cum.”

“You gon’ cum on my dick?” he taunted, deepening my arch and tightening his grip around my waist.

“Mhm,” I moaned.

“If I let you, you better cum hard, princess.”

“I-I will,” I promised.

Kaos’s hand pushed down on my back and his strokes deepened.

Each time he pulled out of me, he brushed against my spot.

My eyes rolled into the back of my head and toes curled as my mouth hung open.

Quick, low, breathless moans escaped me as I came.

He stayed on that spot, drilling it until I came and squirted.

That time, he roared and squeezed my ass cheek as he came inside of me.

Instead of pulling out of me, Kaos sat down and kept me on his lap.

On his still hard dick. Lowering myself slightly, I grabbed my ankles and bounced up and down on his dick until my cum coated his thighs and he came a second time.