His hand grabbed my wrist, and he leaned forward and whispered in my ear lightly, “You need to stop, Liv.”
“Stop what?” I turned to look at him and gave him a small smile.
“Stop.” His eyes burned into mine. “Don’t play with fire if you don’t want to get burned.”
“I’ve already been burned. What’s another scar?” I said softly and then gasped as I felt his fingers slip under the sides of my panties and start to rub my clit with vigor.
“It seems like you have enough wetness to put out the fire already,” he muttered as he continued to rub me. “You’re ready for me already, aren’t you? You dirty girl.”
“You’re a pig.” My fingers moved up and down faster as he rubbed me.
“So, what are you getting?” Alice asked me from across the table.
I looked up at her with a guilty look on my face. I was so scared that someone at the table was going to realize what we were doing. If someone knocked something off of the table and bent down to retrieve it, they would see my hand gliding up and down his cock, and they would see his fingers in between my legs, moving underneath my panties.
“Not sure,” I said breathlessly.
“Why don’t you get pigs in a blanket?” Xander said.
I looked over at him with a small glare. I removed my hand from his cock and tried to shift away from him. All of a sudden, the complete danger of what we were doing had hit me tenfold. Why was I taking these risks?
“I don’t care for pigs.” I glared at him. “They don’t taste good.”
“Oh?” He sat back, and I felt his fingers sliding out of my panties.
I quickly pushed my skirt back down and shifted to the left.
“Yeah, I prefer sausage to bacon.” I had no idea what I was saying, but I just needed to control my breathing.
“I like both,” he said. “In fact, I can eat anything as long as it tastes good.” He brought his fingers up to his face casually, and I watched as he sucked my juices off of one finger at a time. “Taste is very important.”
He winked at me as he licked his lips, and I turned away from him, suddenly feeling even more turned on than I had before.
We all ordered our meals next, and the table was pretty quiet. The conversation was mainly between my dad and Xander as they talked about stocks and bonds and other boring stuff. I kept my mouth closed and just ate my meal, though I did notice that both Aiden and Scott were making conversation with Alice, and she seemed to be loving the attention. I was going to have to ask her what was going on when we got back to the house.
Henry and I shared our pancakes, and I was starting to wish that I had met him before Xander. He seemed like a much nicer guy than his big brother.
“Excuse me, I’m just going to the restroom.” I stood up and left the table and hurried to the ladies’ room after I finished my pancakes. I gave Alice a look that was a signal for her to follow me to the bathroom and then walked away.
I went straight to the mirror after I entered the restroom and refreshed my lipstick and fluffed up my hair and waited. A couple of minutes later, the door opened, and I looked to the side with a smile, expecting to see Alice coming in.
“What are you doing in here?” I gasped as I stared at Xander.
“What do you think?” He strode toward me with an imperious look.
“You can’t be in here.”
“Why not?” He stopped in front of me and licked his lips as his arms crept around my waist and pulled me to him.
“Xander,” I groaned as he pulled my T-shirt up and pulled my left breast out of the bra cup. “What are you doing?”
“What do you think?” He bent down and sucked on my nipple.
I moaned as his teeth nibbled on my breast and he sucked hard.
“Xander,” I moaned, “we can’t do this.”
“Come.”
