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I lean in to speak close to her ear to avoid the possibility of anyone hearing me. “It’ll go away if you stop moving,”
Then, to my mortification, I realize I’m still holding her hips in a tight grasp, essentially holding her in place. I let go, abruptly. But instead of sitting still or moving away, she rolls hips
My sharp exhale of breath disturbs a lock of her dark loosely spiraling hair on her shoulder and a shiver, subtle and short, runs through her.
I glance at Carol. She’s turned away, talking to her husband.
I lo
ok back at the unexpected seductress on my lap and then roll my hips up, just slightly, too. I move my hand slowly inch by inch until it’s back on her hip and dig my thumb into the soft flesh there.
Her body relaxes against me and she moves her hips in a seductive circle that brings the head of my dick in contact with her pliant but stiff clit. But for the subtle rocking of her pelvis she doesn’t move.
I don’t either. I close my eyes, let my head loll back to the window while the gently swaying vehicle sets a slow rhythm.
“So, where are you from, dear?” Carol asks and I freeze.
But Regan doesn’t. “Texas,” she says, her voice a little breathless but otherwise, normal.
“Oh, that’s nice. We’re from Oklahoma. We come here every year. It’s gorgeous, but you have to be careful in that surf. If you get too far in…” Carol warns in a grave voice.
“You mean, at the resort?” Regan asks in a voice that is slightly breathless but otherwise normal.
“Yes, dear, we heard the most awful story on our first day here…” Carol starts to drone on.
I ease a hand off Regan’s hip to tap my AirPods on. Just My Imagination by the Temptations starts to play. I chuckle to myself. She used to sing this all the time. In fact, I only know this song because of her. It’s almost enough to make me believe in fate again.
I grip her hip again and squeeze the supple flesh hard.
Maybe it’s because I’m living one of my many teenage wet dreams, but she feels damn incredible. My palms itch to slide up and cup her breast. I imagine her nipples hardening against them. I wonder if they’re hard already. If she likes them pinched or sucked. If they’re pierced.
I tighten my hold on her hip to stop myself from throwing caution into the wind to find out.
She reaches up to pull her hair over one shoulder, exposing the side of her neck and her shoulder. I want to sink my teeth into that smooth fragrant skin and suck.
Her thighs spread, making just enough room for me to sink into the plush heat at their apex.
I lift my hips and rock them, slowly, up.
Her legs quiver and her hand grips my thigh briefly, her fingernails dig into my skin and bite my lip to hold in a groan.
God, I can smell her.
Then, she turns and looks over her shoulder at me Her eyes are hidden by the dark opacity of her sunglasses. But I know what’s behind them.
Almond shaped, wide set, thick lashed eyes that are as dark, deep, and unknowable as a moonless, starless, midnight sky.
Her lips part, as if she’s about to speak. Instead, she bites the plump flesh at the same time that she rolls her hips, slowly but deliberately. Her moan is soundless, but her back arches and her lip slips from the greedy grip of her teeth as she mouths “coming” before she faces forward again.
But for her thighs trembling on top of mine, and the shallow, sharp breaths that lift her shoulders, I wouldn’t know anything was happening to her.
By the time the driver pulls into the resort and turns on the overhead lights, I’m rock hard, my balls ache, my mind on the edge of fevered. I want to roar for everyone to get the fuck off so I can pull my dick out and fuck her senseless.
But, neither of us move, not even to breathe, as Carol and her crew climb off.
What happens now? Do I tell her who I am?
And then what? Apologize?
