Redemption (Complete)

5. Memorized

Carlton had gone through the rest of the evening in a brooding funk. He was indeed happy for his friends, but seeing Violet and not being able to touch her with the present company had him in his own head. He wanted to make good on the promises to eat her til she screamed his name- or preferably 'Daddy'. And he would- eventually.

He hadn't drank as much as he thought he would. In part due to the fact that he was driving. The other part... well he didn't trust himself enough not to get drunk and try something with Harry's daughter in front of him. Either that or say something stupid. It was known to happen.

As soon as he got in his car, he headed not towards home but towards a local watering hole. He had spent much of his time at the dinner party thinking about Violet and it had his d**k standing at attention most of the night. Everyone else was so caught up in their own little world they hadn't noticed.

He parallel parked in front of the establishment he frequented when he wanted to get dates. It wasn't a sleazy dive that men sometimes went to hook up and most of the woman there wouldn't be the easy whores you might find in such a place. Men and women alike both went there to have a good time and get drunk. And Carl didn't plan on being there for long anyway.

Carl nursed a scotch and perused the room for his prey. Too blonde, with too many friends, this one was eyeing him too hungrily. He needed one that wasn't too anxious to hop on his d**k and he finally caught sight of someone that piqued his interests.

Not surprisingly, he had spied a woman with dark, almost raven black hair and light colored eyes. They could have been green or blue but it was no matter. She was pretty and reminded him a bit of Violet. Close enough, in fact, that he could easily see going several rounds with the woman- so long as she was amenable to that. And they usually were once they had had a taste.

After sauntering over to the other side of the bar where she was sitting sipping a cocktail, he took a seat close to her and she looked over at him. He had been wrong. She was not merely pretty but quite beautiful. So why did this feel like some sort of farce? An act was what this was. He was playing the part he always played in situations like this and he was tired of the role. However, his d**k had other ideas. It wanted to come out and play and he was obliged to it. It had been far too long and he was practically throbbing with need.

"Can I buy you a drink?" he asked the woman beside him.

"Sure," she smiled slowly at him. "My name's Jasmine. And yours?"

"Carlton- Carl for short," he told her with a smirk. Maybe she wasn't as non- compliant as he thought. He was hoping for a little bit of a battle. But as this was the closest he could get to reality, he was going to go through with it. He rather liked Violet's fight. It was a definite turn on that she didn't easily submit to him. It made the victory that much sweeter when she was finally conquered.

"Well Carl," she said softly. "I will take another Manhattan."

He ordered one for her and they started to chat idly about their work and such. He had bought her several drinks and was still only nursing his second one. At one point she eyed his short tumbler. It was still half full.

"Are you ever going to finish that drink?" she asked of him.

"Eventually- why?" he questioned.

"So we can get the hell out of here and go to your place," she said with a wink.

Carl finished his drink quickly and set it down without asking for the tab. He was a regular here and knew how much the drinks cost as well as the bar staff did. He placed a generous tip on top of what he owed and slid off the stool, placing a hand at the small of Jasmine's back to escort her out of the establishment.

Instead of heading towards his condo however, he made his way to the interstate and headed towards a nice hotel that was situated halfway between the airport and Palo Alto.

When asked where they were heading, he told her bluntly that they would hit the hotel as his neighbors weren't too keen on late night noise. She didn't think much of it and sat in the passenger seat watching the night sky as he flew down the highway. If she had been expecting any sort of romantic tryst, that was certainly out the window. No one took you to a hotel if this wasn't just a one and done.

The hotel's front desk staff was familiar with Carl as well and they greeted him like an old friend. As soon as he had his card key, he whisked his 'date' away from the lobby and towards the bank of elevators on the far right of the room. Since they didn't have bags, no bellhop was needed and the two were left alone in the lift so they could head to their room for the night.

Upon entry to their room, Carlton was all over the poor woman like cheap suit. He had lifted her up and slammed her onto the bed before the door practically slammed shut.

"Carl-" the woman moaned out at he teased at her n*****s with his mouth through her think silk blouse.

"I'd rip this shirt off you if I had my way," he told her coming up from her chest. "But since you have no other clothing to change into, you might want to strip yourself before I do."

The woman looked up at Carl and saw the determination in his eyes. She believed him and started to unbutton her blouse as fast as her fingers could move. She shed her top and bra quickly and started to move on towards the skirt she was wearing. Once she was completely bare to him, Carl took her clothing and placed it gently on a chair so they wouldn't get mangled. He wasn't gentle in the bedroom and there was no telling what he would do in his current state.

After the clothing was placed neatly on the chair, Carl started to strip himself of his clothing. There was no pause between pieces of clothing as he shed them. Once he was completely naked he heard the woman gasp and he smiled. He knew what had caught her off guard. It had caught many women off guard in the past. After all, it was not many men in business attire that sported a reverse Prince Albert piercing.

Since he was already very well endowed at ten and a half inches, he had opted for a curved barbell instead of a ring. It had hurt like hell when he had received the piercing but the women he had f****d enjoyed it immensely. It hit them at the right spots inside and he could have a woman coming within minutes with it.

"Holy s**t is that-?" She looked from his c**k up to his face and Carl smirked at her. Carl never got tired of the look on women's faces when they saw what he had to offer.

"A reverse Prince Albert," he told her as he climbed onto the bed, positioning himself between her legs. The woman sat up and reached out to touch it and he hissed out as her fingers ran over the angry head his d**k. She pulled back for a moment and he grabbed her hand to stop her from flinching.

"Doesn't hurt Kitten," he told her as he correctly assumed her thoughts. She wasn't the first to think she was somehow doing something wrong when faced with such a piercing.

"In fact, you could come a little closer and kiss it if you'd like," he purred at her. He watched as she hesitated before placing her hand back on his turgid length cautiously. She held it in her hand for a moment before gripping it gently, still circumspect.

"It won't bite you sweetheart," he told her with a smile in his voice. "And if it does, I guarantee that you'll like it."

He took his manhood in his hands fully, pushing away her hand and aiming his d**k at her mouth. He dropped the couple of condoms he had in his hand onto the nightstand and his face became hard as stone.

"Open your mouth," he told her. His voice was cold and demanding but it was the green light for her libido. The woman wrapped her lips around his head and swirled her tongue around the tip, drawing out another hiss from Carlton. She looked up at him and saw only bliss on his face. It encouraged her to keep going.

Jasmine was not a naive woman. She knew how to suck and f**k, but for some reason, this man had her acting like a teenage girl seeing her first d**k. Hell, it might as well have been. He was more well endowed than any man she had ever been with, and she had never seen a d**k piercing before- up close and personal, that is- in her life. It was intriguing and hot all at the same time and she found herself getting more into it as she sank down on his length with more confidence.

She had never really enjoyed giving head to a man before, but there was something deliciously sexy about a man who carried himself the way Carlton did. He was cocky and domineering with her and those two things alone had her practically dripping onto the bed with her arousal.

He started to f**k her mouth slowly as she started to bob up and down on his length. She was able to take seven thick inches of his d**k in her mouth before hitting resistance. Jasmine brought her hand up and started to play with his balls as she took him faster and faster into his mouth.

Carlton, for his part, closed his eyes as the warmth of her mouth wrapped around him. When his eyelids clenched tight, he pictured not the woman currently sucking his d**k, but another he wished was there in her stead. He bit his lip in his effort not to call out the name and found that his balls were already tightening beneath his shaft as he thought about Violet being in this woman's place.

He couldn't help himself when he started to thrust with more vigor into the wet warmth of this woman's mouth and felt her tongue flatten out as she struggled to take his full length in her. He had to hold back his orgasm as he thought of Violet doing the things this woman was.

Opening his eyes, he looked down to find the woman staring back up at him as she bobbed up and down on him.

He pulled her off him and decided he had had enough foreplay.

If the woman was expecting him to return the favor, she was sorely mistaken. He never gave oral to a woman he just met and definitely not one whose legs would open so easily for a man she had picked up at a bar. And it wasn't because he was bad at it. On the contrary. The few women he had dated for any length of time had enjoyed his tongue game and claimed he was the best they had ever had. While he could get his sheathed d**k wet in many women, he rarely gave head unless he was quite certain he was going to be seeing the woman more than once. This time was no different. He knew that once he had satisfied his need, he would wait till she fell asleep and leave her with enough cash to catch a cab home in the morning.

Carl reached over to grab a condom. He had been patient enough and his body was screaming for release.

"Turn around and bend over," he told her as he ripped open the foil packet. His tone was enough to have her scrambling to do as he told her.

After rolling the condom over his length, he reached between her legs and found her wet and ready.

Cracking his palm against one smooth ass cheek, he thrust his entire length in her without waiting for her to adjust to his girth. It was not a slow gesture. She instinctively tried to move forward she was so surprised at the slap and sudden intrusion of his d**k inside her.

"Hold still," he told her. "Daddy's gonna f**k you now."

She gasped out at his words and felt herself get even wetter.

"And you're going to love every minute of it."