Page 53 of Date with a Devil
“Sorry it took so long,” she said. “I suck at opening these things.”
She refilled their glasses. They both drank.
“We might regret this tomorrow—” she said, setting her glass down.
Dane chuckled. “I didn’t want to be the one to say it.”
“—but I need it for what I’m about to do.”
“And what are you about to do?” he asked, his curiosity piqued.
She loosened her ponytail and let her long hair down. He groaned, weakened by the sight.
“You’ve got beautiful hair,” he said quietly.
“Pretend there’s sexy music playing or something,” she said with a sweet but unsure smile.
She began to slowly rock from side to side, treating him to a striptease that was every bit as uneasy as it was playful. She wasn’t a bad dancer, she just wasn’t confident.
Dane laughed, encouraging her to come out of her shell. “Hell yeah!Woo!Take it off, babe!”
She smiled wider. She started to get into it. Soon, she wiggled out of her leggings. Quietly, he grumbled as he ran his eyes up and down her long and lovely legs. He could justfeelthose legs wrapped around his back, forcing him deeper.
He couldn’t wait for her to take off her baggy sweater next.
And maybe she could sense his excitement, because now she began to drag out her striptease. She wanted to make him wait. She rocked and swayed to the imaginary beat, lifting the hem of her giant sweater only an inch or two, giving him the briefest, measliest of peeks at her upper thighs.
Dane was ready to climb out of the pool andtearthat sweater off of her already. But as soon as he anchored his hands on the cobblestone to pull himself out, Austen gave a playful shriek and pointed him back to the water.
“No!No!You watch, you don’t get to touch. Back in the water.”
With a defeated grin, he sank into the water. She danced even slower now—his punishment, he guessed, for acting out of line. So he watched and waited. He watched until his cock, which he kept pressed against the side of the pool, pounded with desire.
But finally, she put an end to the torture. Dane’s mouth fell open as he watched her slowly drag the hem of her sweater higher; up her thighs, past her white panties, teasingly up her bare belly. She tossed the sweater aside, keeping her bra covered with her arms.
“Ta-da,” she sang uncertainly.
Her white, milky skin was as smooth and flawless as porcelain.God,he couldn’t wait to get his hands all over her.
“Fuck, you’re hot,” he whispered.
“Did you like it?” she asked, her expression still seeming insecure. Could she really not tell how badly he wanted her? Did this girlreallynot understand how hot she was? She was a total bombshell. Everything about her—just perfect.
“Loved it. You’re beautiful,” he said, even though he knew she wouldn’t believe it.
“Iknewyou’d say that,” she said.
“Because it’s true?”
She didn’t respond. She walked to the edge of the pool instead, and dove in like a swan. Dane went under and eagerly swam after her. They surfaced in the deep end.
“So?” he asked, treading water. “Water’s nice, isn’t it?”
For every inch he tried to near her, she retreated.
“It’s really great,” she answered, smiling from ear to ear.
He swam closer, wanting to kiss her, but she took a quick breath and went under and swam away. He gave chase. This time, she led him to the waterfall.
