The private dining room glowed with warm amber light, crystal chandeliers casting soft shadows over the elegant table. Georgia sat across from her Commander wearing her South Town Pearl party outfit — deep plunging black top, tailored black trousers, and a stylish black blazer draped loosely over her shoulders. The golden V accessory gleamed in her dark hair, her heterochromatic eyes sparkling with hunger behind her sunglasses.

“You look incredible tonight,” he said, unable to look away.

Georgia smirked and slowly crossed her legs. “Then why don’t you stop staring at my tits and do something about it?” She slipped her foot under the table, rubbing teasingly against his growing bulge. “Mmm… already so hard for me. Naughty Commander.”

Throughout dinner she kept teasing him mercilessly. “I’m not wearing any panties,” she whispered during the main course. “My ♥♥♥♥♥ has been wet the whole time just thinking about your ♥♥♥♥.”

By the time the waiter cleared the plates and left, closing the door behind him, Georgia couldn’t wait any longer. She stood up, moved to his side, and straddled his lap. With a wicked smile she reached down, unzipped the long hidden crotch zipper of her trousers, and pulled it open wide.

“No panties, just like I said,” she purred, freeing his throbbing ♥♥♥♥ and guiding it to her soaked entrance. “Now ♥♥♥♥ your battleship right here.”

She sank down onto him in one smooth thrust, moaning softly as her tight walls stretched around his thick length. “Ahh… yes… you fill me so perfectly.”

Georgia started riding him with slow, deep rolls of her hips, the open zipper allowing full access while her outfit stayed mostly on, the blazer swaying gently with every movement. “Feel that? My ♥♥♥♥♥ is creaming all over you already.”

She leaned in, biting his ear. “What if someone walks in? Would you stop… or keep ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ me while I try to stay quiet?” Her pace gradually quickened, wet sounds mixing with the soft jazz in the background. “Harder… I want to feel you deep.”

They moved together urgently, her breasts bouncing in the plunging top as she rode him faster. Georgia’s moans grew harder to suppress. “I’m close… ♥♥♥ with me. Fill me up right here in the restaurant.”

They climaxed together in hushed, trembling gasps. Georgia’s walls pulsed tightly, milking every hot spurt of his ♥♥♥ deep inside her as she bit her lip to stifle her cry.

She stayed seated on his ♥♥♥♥ for a long moment, kissing him deeply, the blazer still draped over her shoulders. “Good… but I’m not satisfied yet,” she whispered with a naughty grin. “Take me back to the suite. I want more.”

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Back in their honeymoon suite, the moment the door closed Georgia pushed him onto the bed and climbed on top. She quickly unzipped the long crotch zipper again and sank down onto his still-hard ♥♥♥♥.

“Keep the outfit on,” she ordered, voice thick with lust. “Especially the blazer.”

This time she rode him harder, hips slamming down repeatedly, no longer needing to be quiet. “Yes… ♥♥♥♥ me just like this! Your ♥♥♥♥ feels so good inside me.”

They switched positions — he took her from behind, bending her over the edge of the bed. He spread the zipper wider and thrust deep into her ♥♥♥-filled ♥♥♥♥♥ while her party outfit stayed on, the blazer hanging loosely over her shoulders.

Round after round followed, their pace intense and passionate. On the couch, against the window overlooking the city lights, even on the floor. Georgia kept teasing between thrusts. “Look at me… still dressed like a proper lady while you’re pounding me senseless.”

By the time exhaustion finally took over, Georgia lay on her side, still wearing her complete party outfit with the blazer draped over her shoulders. The Commander spooned tightly behind her, his softening ♥♥♥♥ nestled deep inside her dripping ♥♥♥♥♥ as they embraced.

He kissed the back of her neck softly. “I love you, Georgia.”

She smiled sleepily, pulling his arm tighter around her waist. “And I love you… my Commander. Georgia is all yours… tonight and always.”

They fell asleep like that — bodies intertwined, clothes still on, perfectly satisfied in each other’s arms.

THE END