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Lucas’s fingers creep further up my thigh, just barely touching the lace edge of my panties. My pussy begins to tingle. I hold my breath, fighting the urge to squirm and make a scene. I know exactly what’s coming, but still, I blow out a soft gasp when his thumb gently slides across my slit.

My legs part of their own volition, allowing him easier access.

I feel my cheeks flush. I’m not opposed to PDA, but this kind of behavior in public is—

Ridiculous.

Dangerously fun.

Lucas leans in and whispers, “Just act normal.”

Normal? Impossible when his deft fingers so expertly navigate the shallow cleft of my sex. He pinches my clit. I flinch. A low chuckle rumbles from his throat. Sweet Jesus, he’s enjoying this, the jerk.

I’m shocked to realize that I am too. Lucas’s fingertips move in small, careful circles, caressing my clitoris.

The tension inside me is almost unbearable now, and I am on the brink of orgasm. Sweat beads across my forehead. My skin is goose pimpled, cool despite the heat from the stage lights and the liquid warmth of too much sparkling wine. I clench my butt cheeks and grip Lucas’s arm, silently begging him to stop.

He does, but the reprieve is short-lived.

His fingers hook on the edge of my underwear and push them aside, giving him clean access to my sex. Jesus I’m wet. My thighs are slick from my juices, and my pussy aches. Every nerve in my body buzzes like a livewire.

Lucas rolls his thumb around and around my clit, and then uses it and his forefinger to pinch the tiny nub with gentle force. “Don’t worry, darlin’,” he whispers, before nipping my earlobe with his teeth. “No one is watching you.”

I allow myself to relax, sinking back in my chair, parting my legs even further, as though in a trance.

I imagine Lucas’s mouth, warm between my thighs, tongue swirling the hard pebble that is pinched between his fingers. I pretend he is licking and sucking the juices that drip from my core and through my skirt and onto the chair. In my fantasy, he laps up every lost drop. Sucking and nibbling, sucking and ...

My hips gently lift off my seat, my head tilts back, and a soft sigh hisses through my lips.

Before I know it, I begin grinding against Lucas’s hand, swirling my hips in slow, easy motions, bringing myself to the brink of orgasm. My clit tightens, the release mounts, fuck me I’m going to—

The sudden roar of clapping shocks me abruptly back to reality. I snap open my eyes, humiliated that I’ve somehow forgotten where I am. My pussy clenches around his fingers to trap the release, and heat crawls up my neck.

Now turned on beyond my comprehension, I’m desperate to go somewhere, anywhere to finish this off. My body aches to me fondled and fucked.

Lucas leans toward me, emerald eyes going violet beneath the blue overhead lights. He grins sexily. “You brought the book with you, as instructed?”

I bite my lip and nod. It’s like my words are strangled at the back of my throat.

“Good girl. Shall we go home and pick up where things left off…?”

The swelling in my esophagus enlarges. “You want me to read to you?”

He nods.

And then I have a bright idea. “Naked?”

Lucas narrows his eyes and stares with an intensity that makes my knees go weak. “Why don’t we start at the beginning…and see where things end up.”

Chapter 13

“So, who is this for?” I ask.

Lucas cocks his head in response.

“Tonight’s activities.” I wrap my hands around the pole that threads through the carousel horse’s torso and stretch forward. “Metallica was for you. And naked…” My cheeks go hot. “…book reading was for me.”

Lucas leans up against the black and white spotted horse across the platform. “That might have been for both of us.”