Knox:That’s my girl. Do you know what I would do to you if I were there?
My cock twitched in response and I mentally ordered it to simmer the hell down because having a hard-on around a bunch of dudes would be really fucking awkward.
Bianca:Tell me.
I stuck my tongue in my cheek, thinking about what she’d said, how she was so comfortable talking about what she wanted. She liked it when I praised her, and liked it even more when I walked her through it, talking to her the whole time. So I went with it.
Knox:I’d get you on the edge of the bed, drop to my knees and lick your clit slowly. So damn slowly it’d drive you wild.
Maybe this wasn’t the best idea, because it was easy to picture Bianca as I did things to her, could have practically felt her warm, slick pussy on my tongue by memory.
Bianca:Tell me more.
Knox:As you’re rocking your hips harder to let me know that you want more, to stop teasing you and make you come, I’d ease two fingers inside you and bring my thumb to your clit. And I’d smile like an asshole when your moans become more desperate.
I looked up from my phone and clenched my ass cheeks to try my best to control the tingling at the base of my spine.
Bianca:Are you almost home?
If I had it my way, I’d fly there.
Knox:That excited to see me?
Bianca:You have no idea. Remind me to strangle Frankie next time I see him.
Not if I strangled him first. Again, no beef with the man, but this was taking forever, and I was starting to regret saying I’d come with them. I could have been in a room with Bianca, halfway to heaven by now.Where are Dom and Brady coming from?
Knox:Will do.
Bianca:Meet me on the sand when you’re back.
Just then the two knuckleheads, Dom and Brady, strolled up to the cashier like they had all the time in the world. “How long does it take to find cigars?” I asked, looking between both of them.
Brady laughed, clapping Dom on the back. “This one over here offered to help a sweet old lady find something she was looking for to make mixed drinks for her neighbors. Took up most of our time.”
Dom shrugged. “I would want someone to do the same for my nonna. It’s only right.”
“Yeah, yeah,” I muttered. He’d win the Nicest Man of the Year award. I, on the other hand, was just thankful that my body’s response to Bianca had cooled down before they got back.
As they paid, I went back to my phone, sending her a quick reply.
Knox:I knew you liked it dirty, but come on, sweetness, sand?
Bianca:Sorry, not for sex. My sisters and I are out here waiting for a rousing game of beach volleyball.
This woman was going to be the death of me.
I followed the guys out to the car when they were done, looking down at my phone when another text came in.
Bianca:Oh, and the things you want to do to me? You have to do them tonight in your cap.
Knox:My cap that you had on your pussy?
Bianca:The very one.
Knox:You know I’m never washing that thing. I’m addicted to your smell.
Bianca:It’s all yours.