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She didn’t answer with words, simply wriggled against their busy fingers.
“So you’re choosing to let the whole restaurant know we’re fingering your pussy at the table?”
“No,” she wailed miserably and tried to still her straining muscles. “Take these off me.”
“If you want this to stop, safe word out,” Seth instructed.
Her hips arched as she gripped their arms in desperation, sucking a steadying breath as she shook her head. “No.”
“Are you sure?” Beck quizzed. “Does it feel too good?”
“It’s horrible and delicious.”
Beck chuckled, then shifted her dress to expose one breast, along with her swollen nipple. “Maybe this dirty girl doesn’t deserve an orgasm. She’s not wearing a bra.”
“Hmm.” Seth wrapped his lips around her rigid peak.
Beck nipped at her thundering pulse point.
Heavenly looked so close to insanity. “No. Please…”
“What? Make you come? Or withhold your orgasm?” Seth laved her nipple again, then flicked it with his thumb, seemingly thrilled by her labored breaths, tense body, and distressed whimpers.
“I don’t know.”
“Your body seems to know.”
The sight of her distended peak glistening in the moonlight nearly undid Beck. “But maybe we’re wrong. We could always ask her tomorrow.”
Heavenly raised her heavy lashes, a wild flush blazing all over her cheeks. “T-tomorrow? Why not in five minutes inside our room?”
Beck did his best to give her a casual shrug. “We might not be in the mood then. I don’t know. But we’ll head back to the villa and see.”
With a pained frown, she bent to pick up her purse—then sucked in a shocked gasp, eyes wide with entreaty. “I can’t walk in these panties.”
“Sure you can, angel.” Seth smirked and extended his hand. “One foot in front of the other, same as always.”
“But—”
They didn’t let her finish before they hoisted Heavenly to her feet and set her upright.
Seth leaned in with a low-voiced murmur for him alone. “This is going to be fun. How far do you think she’ll make it?”
“Two steps, maybe.” Beck flashed a filthy grin. “I love messing with her head like this.”
The PI chuckled, then offered Heavenly his elbow. She clutched it and started toward the beach.
After the first step, she stopped, groaned, and pressed her thighs together. “I-I can’t do it.”
“Walk?” Seth frowned. “Do you want to disappoint us?”
Their sweet little submissive seemed distressed by that idea. “No, but…the beads, they’re…”
Beck arched a brow. “Rubbing so sweetly, aren’t they?”
“Yes,” she cried. “I won’t make it off the patio before I embarrass myself.”
“You always have your safe word…” Beck pointed out.
