Page 11 of Tell Me What You Want, Or Leave Me

“What do you mean?”

“As a man, do you find him sexy?”

I know what he’s getting at.

“I only find you sexy.”

“Mmm...that excites me,” he whispers into my mouth.

We gaze at each other. We’re mere inches from one another, and I know what he wants and what he desires. His breathing picks up and so does mine.

The two of us! Suddenly, I feel his hand under my long skirt, and I blush.

“What are you doing?”

My Eric grins mischievously.

“Here?” I add in the thinnest little voice.

He’s so playful. And I’m getting so hot.

He wants to get me off here?

The people around us are laughing, having fun, and drinking margaritas as we listen to the sound of the waves and the music. I’m sitting with my back to everybody in front of my love, and his hand reaches my thigh. He draws circles with his fingertips until he reaches my thong.

“Eric...”

“Shh.”

Excited and nervous, I grin.

Oh God...oh God...

I very carefully look both ways. Everybody’s doing their thing.

“Sweetheart, nobody’s looking at us,” Eric murmurs playfully.

“Eric...”

“Easy...” He pulls the thin fabric of my thong, and, quickly, one of his fingers begins to play with my clitoris. I close my eyes and my breathing gets heavier. Oh God...I love what he does to me.

I love the feeling I get when we do what’s prohibited. It gets me very excited, and, when Eric slides one of his fingers inside me, I gasp. Popping my eyes open, I find his naughty smile.

“You like it?”

I nod like a bobblehead while my insides go crazy.

I don’t want him to stop!

He smiles back while his finger plays with me, and the people around us, unaware of our hot little game, continue with their own fun.

He is so shameless!

But I like it...I like it, and, finally getting into it, I grin and move in search of more depth and more bliss.

My look of surrender makes him grunt.

Yes...

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