So was that night.

When we arrive at the restaurant, I escort her in and to my usual table in the VIP section, among other famous and affluent couples having dinner.

Penny glances around as the people look at us and murmur, and she hugs herself once seated.

“Hey, what’s wrong?” I ask, reaching for her hand.

“I know that I’m not that big of a girl but when people stare at me it makes me so uncomfortable and sometimes I feel like they’re talking about me.”

I hold out my hand, and slowly, she reaches out and places hers in mine. I say it loudly, so the surrounding couples hear it. “The only thing they’ve uttered about you is what a vision you are and how beautiful you look. I assure you the rest of the comments are about me and the reputation that precedes me.”

The murmurs die down, and several people shift awkwardly, knowing full well the kind of person I am to deal with. Penny gives me a small smile, and I shake my head. “A bigger smile, please. Tonight, I want you to enjoy yourself.”

She nods, and I squeeze her hand as the waitress comes over.

“Mr. Milov, it’s been a while since you’ve been here with a guest.” The waitress smiles at me, and I look at Penny.

“Isn’t she beautiful? This is my fiancé,” I say, looking at the waitress.

She smiles at Penny. “You do look radiant. Definitely the most beautiful woman to grace our establishment in a long time.” Penny beams, and I smile.

“We have a special menu tonight that I think you will enjoy. No shellfish, as I have heard your fiance is pregnant. Can I get your drinks order before I start bringing out the starters?” She smiles.

I check her name tag. Theodora.

“Theodora, I’d like your best-tasting non-alcoholic wine. Red, like my darling’s hair.” I smile at Penny, who blushes again, but she’s beaming at me.

Theodora nods and jots down the order. “Not to worry, sir, we can gladly accommodate that order. Now, would you like to know your menu, or would you like to be surprised?”

I look at Penny. “What would you prefer?”

“Surprised,” she says with a grin.

Theodora smiles and nods. “An excellent choice, ma’am. Sir. Your drinks will be with you momentarily, and I will gladly bring out your starters within the next twenty minutes.” She whisks away, and I smile at Penny.

The food is delicious as we eat our way through a four-course meal and drink several glasses of non-alcoholic wine. When we’re done, I pay for the meal, tip Theodora heavily, and help Penny to her feet.

I whisk her back outside and smile.

“I had Luka drop my car off earlier so we could enjoy a quiet drive home together,” I say. “I hope that’s okay.”

“I would love that,” she says, batting her eyelids at me before giggling. “This has been such a fun night.”

“I’m so glad you enjoyed it,” I say as the valet brings my Porsche to a stop in front of us. I tip him and take the keys as another valet helps Penny into the passenger seat. She buckles in, and I drive us back to the estate, parking in the garage and pausing.

“Before you go in,” I say quietly, “I wanted to end the night off with a little, well, a little fun.”

“Is this why you spent the night seducing me?” she asks, raising an eyebrow.

“It’s just that there’s been a lot of firsts for you while you’ve been with me, and I thought I’d give you another one.” I smile cheekily. “Have you ever had a shag in the car?”

She blushes crimson and gets flustered instantly. “Well…I mean, I haven’t…done it in many places.”

I smile and lean over, kissing her softly. “Do you want to?”

She is breathing heavily against my lips, and her eyes are heavy as she looks into mine, our faces inches apart. “Um, we could do that.”

“If you don’t want to.” I pause for a moment, but she leans over and kisses me again. I open my mouth, and my tongue licks at hers until she opens it. I reach between her legs for the lever of the chair and push her chair right back.

She giggles. “You gave me a fright.”

I smile and move my chair further back. It’s why we love these types of Porches, the Cayenne has lots of space.

I lean over and kiss her again. Reaching for her hand, I guide it to my semi-hard dick in my pants. “This kind of sex…we do quick and dirty…” I murmur the words against her lips before I kiss down her jawline and start kissing her neck.

I can feel the heat radiating off her as she becomes more and more aroused.

“What should I do?” she gasps, tipping her head to the side.

I reach over and cup her breast in my right hand. “Hmmm. You should lift this dress, get in my lap and ride my cock until you orgasm.”

She pulls away and smiles. She unbuckles herself and climbs onto my lap, hiking up her dress. I reach between us and unzip my pants, letting my cock spring free.

She slowly lowers herself, and I reach between her legs to move her underwear, but I find there is none.

“Miss Winters, you didn’t wear underwear tonight.” I smile up at her.

She slowly lowers her hips until I’m pressing against her entrance. “Imagine that,” she breathes as she lowers herself enough that I push into her well-lubricated pussy.

I wrap my arms around her so my hands hold her back. She reaches up and pulls her maternity dress and bra down to free her breasts, and then she starts moving.

I bury my face in her breasts. Licking, biting, sucking, and doing everything I can to pleasure her. My one hand comes to the front and fingers her clit as she moves up and down on my lap.

She puts her hands on my shoulders, whimpering softly. Whenever she whimpers my name, I realize this angle has been her best yet. I’m getting a sweet spot, clearly.

I latch onto a nipple and suckle on her, moving my fingers faster as she moves her hips faster.

“Ah. Ah. Ah.” That’s all the sound she makes whenever I am fully pushed into her and hitting that sweet spot.

“I’m close,” she finally groans. “I’m so close. Please don’t stop.”

I hold her lower back with my left hand, and using my right, I tease her clit until her walls clench around my cock and milk it dry while she shakes in pleasure, crying out loudly like a porn star.

She collapses against me, panting, and I chuckle.

“See. I knew you’d enjoy it.”

She sits up and looks down at me, her sweaty face shining in the harsh light of the garage.