Page 53 of His Red Carnation

A rush of adrenaline hit me; I was gonna go for it. “When we get to your apartment, I want you on your knees for me,” I whispered in Callan’s ear with shaky breath. As turned on as I was, I was nervous—never in my wildest dreams did I think I would be doing this, especially with someone like Callan.

I leaned back into my chair to gauge his reaction. His face gave him away immediately—a slow, sly smile spread across his lips as he swallowed hard and licked his lower lip, then side-eyed me and nodded. I knew he was into it.

After we took pictures with the prime minister and his family, I almost raced up the steps to grab the bag I had packed for Callan’s place. He waited for me at the end of the stairs and quickly walked ahead of me to open the side door toward the SUV.

We carefully drove off toward his apartment, not even bothering to say goodbye to anyone. This way, no one could ask any questions.

“Do you know what I want to do to you, Daddy?” I asked, sitting in the passenger seat and crossing my legs toward him.

“I think I have a feeling, baby,” he answered, gripping the steering wheel tightly.

I giggled. “And if you’re good, I’ll let you fuck me however you want after.”

“Fuck,” he breathed, quickly glancing over at me. “You’re gonna make me come just talking like that, baby.”

I reached over to his hard cock, already begging to be released. My hand glided up and down his length, the heat between my legs growing with every stroke.

A few minutes later, we pulled into the parking garage. Callan didn’t bother being discreet as he took my hand and guided me into the elevator. He put his hand to the back of my head and pulled me in for a kiss, but I quickly put my hand between our lips.

“Did I say you could kiss me?” I teased, raising my eyebrows.

Callan bit his lip and eyed me longingly. “Please, baby,” he begged.

I smiled as the elevator door pinged open on his floor. I took his hand and led him to his door, waiting for him to unlock it as he fumbled with his keys.

“The longer you take, the longer it’ll be until I fuck you,” I whispered as I pressed my body against his back.

“Fuck,” he muttered, then unlocked the door.

We walked in and I immediately headed for the bathroom. “Get the butt plugs and prep your ass. I’m strapping up.”

I didn’t look back as I closed the bathroom door behind me and squealed to myself. “Oh myGod!” I whispered, my hands shaking.

I carefully took my dress off and hung it on the hook behind the door. I opened my bag that revealed a few nights’ worth of pajamas and clothes. Underneath everything was the strap-on harness and a purple, double ended dildo that vibrated. I held the harness up in my hand and wondered how in the hell I was going to figure out how to put it on. I had never done anything like this before and I was starting to think I was inover my head. I took my phone out and found an instructional video on the manufacturer’s website. I stepped into the harness, tightened the front and back straps, and inserted the dildo into the middle hole. I gasped as I stuck my side of the dildo into my already drenched pussy. I looked in the mirror and smiled at my reflection. I was still sporting my four-inch platform heels, and with the strap-on in place, I looked like a fucking queen. I turned around and my exposed ass looked amazing with the harness on. I took a few deep breaths and shook my hands out to get rid of the nerves. I took one last deep breath and flung the door open, finding Callan naked and on his knees, stroking himself as he took me all in.

“Holy fuck,” he breathed out as he looked up at me.

I smiled. “Is your ass getting stretched out for me?” I asked as I put my hand on my hip.

“Yes, baby. I’m ready for you.” His voice was deep and eager.

My heart raced as I inched toward him and put my hand to his hair.

“Suck my cock,” I demanded, then let go of his hair and took the purple dildo in my hand.

Callan looked up at me, almost hesitantly. I wondered if I was taking things too far.

“It’s not a real cock, Callan. But if you don’t want to, you don’t have to,” I said gently.

He licked his lips as he eyed me, then leaned in and pressed his lips to the purple dildo I was holding. He slowly took it in and began to move his mouth up and down the length. Watching him suck on my dildo sent a wave of goosebumps all over my body—I had no idea how much this would turn me on.

“That’s a good Daddy,” I said with a smile, watching him as he found a steady rhythm and as I began to move my hips.Holy shit, this is amazing. Was this the type of power Callan felt while I sucked his cock, or did I feel this way because I now magicallyhad a dick? He lookedsosexy the way his lips wrapped around the dildo. I was starting to really get into it—I took his head in my hands and started fucking his face. I didn’t even have the vibrator turned on yet but the nub atop of the dildo pressed against my clit perfectly, building up to an orgasm.

“I need to fuck you now,” I said as I pulled out of his mouth and took a step back.

He nodded and stood up, jerking his hard cock quickly. I pulled him close to me and planted my lips firmly onto his, needing to feel his soft mouth against mine. I pulled away and glanced at the bed on the other side of the room.

“Get on the bed. On all fours,” I instructed.

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