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It feels like the rest of the world melts away, and there’s just the two of us, my racing heart, and the slow brush of his fingertip on my bare wrist, back and forth. Consuming me.
“Caleb…” I whisper, but this time, it’s not a recrimination.
It’s almost a plea.
“Shh,” he says softly. “It’s alright. Nobody needs to know.”
Casually, he slings one arm around my shoulder, and slides the other beneath the table. “Nobody needs to know where my other hand is right now,” he continues murmuring, as his fingers find my bare knees.
He slowly pries them open.
And, for my sins, I let him.
“They just think we’re having a normal conversation,” Caleb continues, his hypnotic voice in my ear. “They would never guess how much you want me.”
His hand slides higher, between my thighs.
I can’t believe this is happening, that he’s touching me like this in the middle of a crowded restaurant. It’s shameless. Wanton. But my blood is already boiling with the thrill of it. So forbidden and wrong.
“Don’t make a sound,” he whispers. “No matter what happens… Try not to beg.”
He sounds so smug, I almost pull away, but then his fingers find my panties, pressing down right there against my clit.
I stifle a yelp.
Caleb begins stroking me through the fabric, the way he stroked my arm, but here… Here, every motion is amplified.
Here, he stokes the flames of pleasure into an inferno I can’t resist.
Dear Lord…
His pace is perfect. Infuriatingly slow, but applying just enough pressure to make my breath hitch. My grip on my wine glass tightens.
“God, you’re beautiful when you’re turned on.” Caleb comments, his voice so casual he could be talking about the weather. “Your cheeks get all flushed… And when you bite that lip… I imagine your mouth around my cock.”
His fingers stroke deeper. Faster. The pleasure begins to coil inside me. it’s like an out-of-body experience, except I’ve never been so aware of every part of me.
Especially the part that he’s touching, effortlessly bringing me to the brink with just an illicit, hidden touch.
“I can feel how much you want me,” Caleb murmurs, his voice thickening with lust. “You’ve soaked through your panties, sweet girl.”
He slips the fabric aside, and sinks two fingers inside me.
I gasp in shock—and pleasure.
He flexes, stroking my walls from the inside, his palm pressed against my clit now, keeping up the delicious pressure.
“Look at you,” Caleb continues. “God, I’m going to take you apart.”
He flexes again, thick and full inside me, and it’s just too good to take. My whole body shudders with my climax, and I have to grip the tablecloth to keep from crying out.
“Good girl.”
Caleb pets me softly until my shudders subside. Then he smoothly withdraws his hand, bringing it back above the table again.
I’m reeling, dizzy from the most erotic, illicit orgasm of my life. I breathe fast, desperately trying to keep it together.
To claw back some semblance of self-control.
