She tastes so fuckinggood.
Her lashes flutter like crazy. “I can’t believe you just did that.”
“I can’t put my mouth on your pussy without putting both of us in a compromising situation. This is the second best thing.”
She blinks.
I chuckle and pull her closer to me.
We stay wrapped into each other for a long while.
“What about you?” she says after a few long minutes.
“We can’t. Not here.”
“But I feel bad for not reciprocating.”
“Nonsense,” I tap the tip of her nose.
“Okay.” She nestles into me, wrapping her arm tighter around my neck. “You’re turning me into an exhibitionist.”
“Nah. Wait ‘til you’re naked with your tits hanging loose, swinging from left to right while you’re bent over a stack of hay, and I’m balls deep, fucking your hot dripping pussy while we’re outdoors. Then, and only then, will you be a bona fide exhibitionist.”
She gasps. “Good Lord. I’d never have the guts to do that.”
“Did you ever think your guy would be finger-fucking you in the back of his truck under the stars? And you’d go along with it without an ounce of shame, chasing after your own pleasure?”
She shakes her head.
“There’s still so far for you to go, darlin’”
“So much to learn,” she says with another headshake.
“This might involve several––and I mean, several––intensive training sessions, but I’ll guide you through it all.”
“You’d sacrifice yourself for me?” She’s onto me.
“Abso-fucking-lutely.”
Chapter 17
Carina
Ijust finish putting a load in the washing machine when my phone rings. Excited, I run to it.
Could it be Rhett?
We parted ways a few hours ago, and already he’s sent a flurry of text messages.
It’s not my guy.
I pick-up. “Hey, Mani.”
“Hmph. Fake BFF.”
“Hey, I take offense to that, Veronica Mancini.”
“You’ve been sending me one-word text message replies,” Mani says. “Where the hell have you been? I thought you were in small town Texas, not Mars or Pluto.”
