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Post by Charlotte Marcello on Jun 16, 2017 22:23:34 GMT -6
Charlotte smirked as she felt Dean harden against her rear. He was hears wheatear he knew it or not. She rolled her hips again. Pressing his hardening cock between her ass cheeks letting him now feel that she wasn't wearing any underwear. Honestly tonight she was going to screw someone. If it wasn't Dean it would be someone else.
"I'll make you a deal Dean. You take me back to the car and let me suck your cock before fucking me into those soft leather seats and then I'll let you take me home." She promised. "But I'm going to be fucked tonight. I haven't had a good hard dick in me in months." She moaned in need at the memory of how long it had been. "I'm always training, or taking care of the house and Daddy or making sure Aria is ok so if you don't fuck me I'm going to find someone else in here that will. But you are by far the best looking man in here so please Dean," She ground against him. "Fuck me in the car?" She pleaded as she continued rubbing her body up and down Dean.
Then she got an evil look. "But if you want to be a real bad boy we could go home and I'll let you fuck me on Daddy's desk?" She dared him laughing to herself in her head. Not even the drunkest craziest, stupidest most sex addled man on the planet would take her up on that offer. It was a tactic she learned from her father give them three options. The one you want, a bad option and a worse option. Most would fall over themselves giving you what you want
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Post by Dean McCoppin on Jun 16, 2017 22:43:00 GMT -6
At that moment, if his hands were free, he would have slammed them on his face in the biggest act of frustration of modern History. It looked as if he had little to no way of getting out of this. It was not like she was coercing him, much? He truly was in the mood for plowing down on her. She was drunk, obviously, and he was tipsy though he still retained his better judgement. Most of it. It was what kept him from doing anything dumb.
Dean liked getting attention. He thought he had his charm and wits and it showed sometimes. Especially now that a mob princess was desperately trying to get in his pants. The mob princess whose father he was tasked with spying around. By the looks of it, if any other guy took the job, it'd definitely escalate worse.
He thought of dragging her away, but knew that if she screamed he'd die right then and there. Options were little, so he really would have to go for the best he had. It sure seemed that way, did it not? At times like this, he'd have to be himself. That...was going to be the problem.
Taking a deep breath, he held Charlotte closer, a smug grin growing in his lip. He could play, even if he was planning ahead and bluffing. "I like desks. Don't you?" he whispered in her ear, smiling a bit at her before gently kissing her head.
Was he serious? No. But he was trying to see if she was willing to go all the way. If she did, well...he'd have to think about it. Not that he didn't like the idea. He loved it a lot. He just thought it was not the best way to start. Actually, it was the dumbest thing he could possibly do. Either way, it looked as if the princess was gonna be his for the night. Maybe if he dragged it along she'd fall to her slumber? Please.
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Post by Charlotte Marcello on Jun 16, 2017 22:56:05 GMT -6
Charlotte looked up at Dean in surprise before her breath picked up. But not in a terrified kind of way more of a oh god yes please. She pressed up against him her hand drifting down brushing over his hardening member. "I'm going to sit you down in Daddy's chair and suck your cock from under his desk and then you are going to bed be over and fuck me from behind on top of it." She played with the loops of his belt wishing they were there now and that she didn't have to wait. "And then you can fuck me any way you want." She moaned. Her nipples were so heard everyone in the room would be able to see them through her silk dress. "On the desk, in the chair, However you want me." She moaned as she took a firm hold of his member through his pants.
She then released him and pulled back smirking. "I'm bored Dean I'm ready to go home." She said this so any of her Daddy's spies would have nothing of important to report. As far as Korso was concerned drinking wasn't a problem as long as his Daughters were guarded he didn't care if they drank. He grabbed Deans hand and began pulling him to the door.
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Post by Dean McCoppin on Jun 17, 2017 6:08:54 GMT -6
Dean refused to let his cool fade through the entire course of the event, really wishing he was not him and that he had chosen a better course of words. He had gotten used to getting out of trouble by talking it out, yet this time it felt as if he anything he did would only pull Charlotte towards him with an agressive and lustful demeanor he was unsure he could control.
His expression did shift a bit when he felt her small hand making its way towards his more intimate part, clearly knowing what she was doing, because she did it rather well. Exhaling with a smile crooking up on the corner of his lip, he'd be lying if he said he did not enjoy some of her eagerness, but she was pushing it far in the public's eyes. Swiftly but firmly moving his arms up her waist, he held her forearms in a firm manner, keeping her close to him but a bit more contained before shaking his head.
"Yeah? Well we'll have to see about that, won't we?" he said to her ear, his gaze focused forward as he tried to persuade her to leave with him as fast as he could. The longer the alcohol had to take its toll on her, the more agressive she'd be and he wouldn't be able to hold her forever.
Letting her pull him, he sighed with relief as he took her to the car. She was eager for him alright, almost begging for him. He wouldn't mind having his way with her either, really. Just not in a way he'd get noticed and into trouble. He had a knack for trouble, didn't he?
Opening the car's door, he helped her enter the backseat, his hands holding her before he made sure she was comfortable enough. Looking up for a second, his eyes met hers directly. Sure, she was inebriated and he had had his share of alcohol, but he was mesmerized by how pretty she was. "Better than a desk, huh?" he joked a bit as he stood up staight. "I'm gonna ask you to be good for now, alright?"
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Post by Charlotte Marcello on Jun 17, 2017 8:12:35 GMT -6
Charlotte's eyes sparkled as he put her into the car and asked her to behave. Dean moved around and got into the front seat to drive them back to the house. But were was the fun in behaving.
Charlotte smirked as she opened her legs wide and shifted her dress up her legs letting Dean see through the mirror her lack of panties. But she didn't begin touching herself. She wanted to save it for the fun to come but she did begin caressing her breasts, playing with her hard nipples.
As Dean looked back to check on her she smirked. "Where's the fun in behaving Dean?" She squeezed her breasts and moaned her legs falling completely open as she fell back against the seat. Putting herself completely on display for the older man. "But I'm really excited Dean so if you don't want to fuck me on Daddy's desk just take us to a secluded ally or something. Honestly as long as you fuck me I'll be happy and we'll have fun, but one day in the future I'll get you in that office and suck you so hard your eyes will roll back into your head. But if you wait till then Daddy might be home. But." She looked up and gave him a very intense look. "If you take me home to that office I will blow your mind and make tonight one of the best nights of you life. And the only people that work for Daddy at the house right now are guarding the perimeter. When Daddy's gone it's just me and Aria in the house. And the servants leave about mid day."
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Post by Dean McCoppin on Jun 17, 2017 9:36:40 GMT -6
He was tapping his fingers in the car's wheel as he drove around, kind of wondering how much energy Charlotte still had left in her, seeing how she did not seem to stop no matter what. As far as he was concerned, it was as if she had a never ending battery supplying her with energy. It sure seemed like it, seeing how she would keep talking and saying all sorts of lewd things to him.
She sure seemed to be repressed, judging by how agressively she was hitting on him and offering all sorts of wild adventures for him to partake in with her. He undertsood her life might be hard and boring for her, but he was not coping well with how badly she wanted him. He could cope well with the sigh she gave him though.
Rubbing the back of his head, he sighed a bit, almost letting out a chuckle. She really wanted it. He was dead either way, wasn't he? And hipocrisies aside, he'd be game for blowing off some steam himself. Life was definitely not fair. It made sense sometimes. But right now, he really didn't wanna do something stupid.
Taking a turn, he parked in a secluded hill nearby the mansion, tapping the wheel more harshly before taking a very deep breath. "Fuck it."
He turned over at Charlotte and with a sigh, he could not help but chuckle a bit nervously. "You know what? Can we talk about this?"
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Post by Charlotte Marcello on Jun 17, 2017 11:27:52 GMT -6
Charlotte leveled a look at him that made many men run. Her lips pursed and her eyes narrowed as he asked to talk that was never a good sign.
She closed her legs and shifted forward. There was a small ledge sort of thing that was just large enough for her to sit on right next to the drivers seat.
"And what would you like to talk about Dean? Perhaps how you're afraid Daddy will find out and kill you? I haven't been a virgin since I was 16. I took my 28 year old driver to the back on one of these cars and we had a great time. He was so scared he transferred to another city before Daddy could find out. How about how this is the first day in almost six months that I haven't had to take care of someone else or train? How about the fact that even though I love my Father I have daddy issues and want to be fucked by older me? Or you could take me back to the house and have fun." She reached around and caressed his hard member up and down. "Tell me you don't want to fuck me Dean. Say those words to me looking me in the eye and I'll just have you take me back to the bar. And If you try to take me home I will just grab a set of keys to another car go out and find someone that will do what you seem incapable of doing right now." While speaking she had continued to rub his cock through his pants. "But I do promise this." She kissed his check. "No matter what happens I'll never breath a word to Daddy. Wheather you fuck me or not and I won't lie and say you tried anything either."
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Post by Dean McCoppin on Jun 17, 2017 13:20:09 GMT -6
Dean pressed his hands against the car's door, taking a deep breath as she spoke to him, her actions legitimately affecting him. She knew how to work herself and her actions, definitely affecting him and how his body was reacting to her. She was ridiculously hot, even if a bit intimidating the way she put it.
Still containing himself, Dean came to gently hold Charlotte's wrist, pulling it away from him even if he was calmly looking at her, shaking his head with a deep breath. "Look, Charlotte. Lottie. Can I call you Lottie? I'm calling you Lottie." he said, speaking in a more firm tone. "It's not that I don't find you hot, trust me. I do. I really do. Most guys probably do. The thing is...I...kinda don't do this kinda stuff, y'know?" he confessed with a shrug, laughing a bit before shaking his head.
He touched her lips with his index finger, smiling a bit at her. "Look, I know I'm kind of a cockblock, Lottie, but I'll make it up to you, alright? You know some spots, and I know some spots. Let's find you a good one for tonight, yeah?"
With a smile, he gently placed a soft kiss on her cheek and shrugged. "Besides, the night is but a child. And you dance well"
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Post by Charlotte Marcello on Jun 17, 2017 13:43:28 GMT -6
Charlotte smirked and snorted slightly as he told her how beautiful she was while trying to avoid her sexually. As he spoke though she never stopped caressing his hard length in his pants. When he touched his finger onto her lips she pulled it into her mouth giving it a slight suck moving her tongue over it suggestively before letting it go.
"Well at least you didn't lie to me. I hate that. I only let Daddy and Dante get away with it. But ok we'll play this your way. For now." She squeezed him through his pants. She moved forward kissing his check again. "And yes you can call me Lottie if you really want." then she nibbled on his ear and licked it lightly. "But keep this in mind Dean." she whispered in his ear her hand still moving up and down his body. "I will have a cock in me tonight and if I don't find someone I like more then you I will drag you into a room pull off your pants and fuck you right there." She bit his ear again while squeezing him. "And I won't care if there are already people in their long as I get what I want." She kissed his check one last time before sitting back in her seat and crossing her legs but making sure the skirt of the dress fell high up her thigh revealing her black garter belt holding up her stockings, the only piece of underwear she had chosen to wear that night.
"But you are right. The night is young and I do dance very well. Take me to the Spread Eagle." She demanded. Most wouldn't want to do this but one great thing about the Spread Eagle other then the blatant sexuality was the fact that no mater who you saw inside you never spoke of it. If her father had ever been there and she was sure he had, she and Aria never heard about it. And she herself had been there a few times before and her father never said anything. The only reason for that is that he didn't know.
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Post by Dean McCoppin on Jun 17, 2017 13:54:57 GMT -6
Dean could not help but chuckle a bit as she reacted to him, his eyebrows raising in surprised as she sucked in on his fingers, humming to himself in amusement. She really seemed good at what she did. Was he doing the right thing in turning her down? Well, he probably was. He was doing the smart thing, at the very least. Being smart didn't mean having fun, but he was sure the night would treat him and Charlotte well in ways that did not involve either of them getting into more trouble.
"Well, that sounds like a bet." he mused with a smirk at her veiled declaration that she would have him if she did not get lucky during the night. It was gratifying to feel someone this into him, almost funny. She was something for sure. Beautiful and dangerous. He liked that combination. It was a shame he had a job to do, really. "Spread Eagle? Oh there's ton of guys who can do just what you want."
He leaned back on his car seat, driving to the spread eagle as he hummed a melody he tended to hear around Gatsberry, his eyebrow raised while focusing on her provocative poses, unable to stop himself from smiling. "So, Marcello...I take it your family comes from Italy, huh?"
It would be a bit until they made it to the Spread Eagle, so he might as well be amicable to her and get to know her a bit more. She seemed affable and flexible enough for that.
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Post by Charlotte Marcello on Jun 17, 2017 14:13:57 GMT -6
Charlotte smirked as she caressed her thighs and touched her still hard nipples tweaking them slightly as she laid back. "Oh sure there will be plenty there but that doesn't mean I'll like them." She leaned her head to the side caressing her neck suggestively as she squeezed her breast again.
"And I know I came on to you strong but I do have certain, Preferences. " She licked her lips. "First they have to be older then me. I don't want some little boy poking around down there cause he doesn't know what to do with a women's vagina. The other thing I like that's a bit harder to pin down." She continued touching herself over her dress suggestively. "I like a man with and air of authority. You were in the military. You know how to take charge when necessary. The first man I took in the back of a car was my driver and body guard I saw him break a mans arm for trying to touch me. That night I had a few drinks and fucked him till his eyes crossed." She giggled at the memory.
"But yes I suppose we did start in Italy, I'm not sure about my mothers back ground though. And you Dean McCoppin? I'm guessing your family hails from Ireland?" She asked him teasingly arching her back suggestively.
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Post by Dean McCoppin on Jun 17, 2017 14:45:43 GMT -6
Dean kind of dropped his smile for a few instants when she mentioned how she liked a man with authority, and how she saw him as an example of such a world and power. Dean did not particularly like reminescing about his time in the war. He had never been a person to enjoy authority if it was excessive. He always talked too much and thought too much by his own head. It was because of that he had been thrown at the army after his first stint with the police.
Of course a lady like Charlotte would like men who had an aura of power radiating out of them. Power made anyone attractive, after all. It was a symbol of being able to do most you truly wanted, no matter what others desired. The responsibilities, however...could burn a man up. That was probably what Dean felt whenever the idea came up. It was not advisable for him. But she needn't know how much he did not like remembering his time in the war.
"Well, I'm sure you managed to break something on that big man's body..." he murmured at her with his coy expression returned, though his demeanor was slightly less casual, at least for the time being. He was sure she was a woman that always got what she wanted. In a way she would get it tonight. Just not with him. He did appreciate her resolve, though.
His expression seemed lighter when she mentioned his possible heritage, a nod confirming her question as he parked closed to the Spread Eagle. "Yeah, you're correct. My grandfather was Irish, hence my family's name. Humble people from the north." he admitted with a chuckle.
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Post by Charlotte Marcello on Jun 17, 2017 15:38:40 GMT -6
Charlotte saw Deans attitude shift obviously didn't like being reminded of his time in the military. That was ok Charlotte could respect not wanting to talk about certain things. Charlotte rubbed her thighs together. She felt so needy right now. Her body felt like it was tightly coiled and ready to pop and while some woman might touch themselves, and Charlotte did as well, the young heiress preferred to save her energy if she was planning for a partner. And she was going to have a partner tonight.
Charlotte giggled at the humble comment. she didn't meet many humble people. And from what she felt in Deans pants he didn't need to be humble at all.
Finally they arrived at the biggest sex club in the city. She didn't wait for Dean to open the door she climbed out of the car and moved to the window of the drivers door and leaned over letting Dean see down her dress again.
"Come on Dean." She said in a very sultry voice. "Let's have some fun."
Again she didn't wait for him as she headed for the door. She walked in and again the crowed parted for her as she made her way to the bar.
She didn't go to the spread eagle as much as the Devils eye so hear she had to order.
"I'll have a Freanch 75 and keep them comming." The bartender immediately got to work.
She then turned to her driver and smirked. "I know one reason you said no was because you think I'm drunk Dean but you should know I've been drinking since I was 14 it takes almost a dozen of these." She picked up the now finished drink showing it to him before draining it completely, "before I'm even as drunk as you think I am. If you thought I was a handful earlier tonight you are going to be in for a hell of a ride once I really get going." She told him with a smirk as she took a long sip of the next drink placed by her.
She finished it just as quickly as the last before heading onto the dance floor. She let men and women both touch her but other the stoking the fire already going none of them were really exciting her she kept her eyes locked with Dean as she groung her ass against another man's body and let a woman press against the front of her.
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