It shows no expression, but I feel the heat of his desire. His chest rises and falls in rhythm to mine.
Lowering me to the ground, I adjust my dress to its publicly appropriate position. I can still feel the intensity of his gaze on me.
Feeling sweat on my brow, I shoot him a mischievous grin. “Satisfied?”
He huffs and playfully tugs me to him. I can feel the bulge in his pants still.
Hmm, that’s a no, then.
“Do I get to hear you and meet my cat tonight?”
He taps a button on his phone, and I tumble over on myself; the quick jolt of pulsing on my already sensitive nub nearly reduces me to rubble!
I gasp through a laugh. “Mean!”
He turns me in the opposite direction and slaps me on the ass, encouraging me to continue the maze. I look over my shoulder and giggle as I go. He remains there, watching me walk away.
When I get to the end, Viv is waiting outside fanning herself. “Well, that was fucking fun!”
I can’t argue with her! It was definitely… something.
SEVENTEEN
GRAYSON
“Ready?” Danny asks, locking up his truck next to my bike.
Securing my stalker alter ego in a bag for easy access, I pull my party costume into place.
“Let’s go.”
With anticipation, I scan the room as we enter. My entire body tightens, catching sight of her. She’s fucking perfect.
The way the dress clings to her curves. The secret she’s hiding beneath it.
My cock aches in my jeans, demanding more than just control.
I reach into my pocket and pull up my phone, hitting a pulse setting on the vibrator app. She abruptly tenses up, nearly spilling her drink, squirming.
Beautiful.
The smirk on my face is downright diabolical.
I kill the vibrations before she can catch me. Slide my phone back into my pocket. Unlocked. Ready.
Danny peels away to find Viv, and I trail behind him, my eyes never leaving her.
She sees me. Swallows. Hands fidgeting. Chest rising just a little faster.
Imake her nervous.
Good girl.
I step in closer, lifting my animal skull mask, crowding her space. “Damn! Bambi’s mom looks a bit alright.”
She laughs. “Yeah, I go, okay.”
I tilt my head, dragging my gaze down her body, slow and deliberate. “You gonna sing for me tonight?”
