Page 85 of Caught Looking

So after we said our hellos and enjoyed a plate of barbeque, I led her outside to the pool deck, snagging one of the loungers in a dark corner between the house and the porch. It was as private as we could get while still being completely out in the open.

Annalise frowned at me when I sat in the only lounger. “I guess I can pull up another.”

“Nope. You’re sitting right here.” I slapped my thighs.”

She arched an eyebrow. “On your lap?”

“Did you or did you not wear a dress?”

Her eyes flared and she pulled her plump lower lip between her teeth. “I did.”

“Then get your ass down here.”

She settled sideways across my lap; my legs spread enough to cradle her. I slipped my hand under her skirt. “You’ve done as I asked, gorgeous. And I’m desperate for you to know how much this pleases me.” I ran my finger along the edge of her panties.

“Seth, we’re in the middle of a party.” Her eyes rounded and her pupils blew wide open.

She might fight me, but she wanted it just as much as I did. “Exactly. Just as I promised you. Every chance I get, I’m making you come, Annalise.” I massaged her wishbone and circled a finger over her panties at the spot where my dick would be if we were home. “Besides, I know you like it. All these people walking around, so many eyes. But do any of them know I have my hand under your skirt?”

“Oh my god, Seth. You can’t be serious.”

“Oh, but I am. I promised, remember?” Montgomery’s disappearance had taken some of the wind out of our sails, but I was taking that back now. All those plans I had were still waiting to be fulfilled. “And you wore this skirt, didn’t you? You were hoping I’d do this. Practically begging for it, Annalise, weren’t you?” I glanced around. There were a few people on the other side of the pool, but they were all consumed by whatever they were talking about. And from this angle, no one from the house could see us.

So I reached out and ran my finger over her breast, knowing she wasn’t wearing a bra. There was only a thin bit of fabric separating my skin from her nipple. It took three passes before she gasped. Her nipple hardened, straining against the fabric, giving me a target.

“So pretty when you get all aroused for me, Annalise.”

“There are people everywhere.” She bit her lip and stared at my finger.

I circled her hardening nipple. “Yes there are. Anyone could pass by and see me touching you. You like that.”

She nodded quickly.

“That’s my good girl. Letting me pet you in public.”

“Seth,” she moaned ever so softly.

“We should have done this sooner. I feel so relaxed, don’t you?” I hooked a finger into the top of her dress and pulled it down, exposing her nipple to me. Then I gave it a soft squeeze and light tug, just the way she liked it.

“I’m the opposite of relaxed,” she bit out. “I’m very tense, actually.”

But she didn’t ask me to stop. No, my girl liked being exposed. She got a thrill out of knowing any moment someone might catch us, her tits hanging out, my hard cock straining under her skirt.

“I’ll relax you. Promise.” I gave her nipple another nice tug, then lifted the fabric back up, running my finger back and forth over the hard peak. Then I moved to the other.

My other hand I kept working over her panties. “Are you wet for me, gorgeous? Oh, fuck you are.” I slipped my fingers underneath the fabric and into the river. “You fuckinglovethis.” I yanked down the other side of her dress and took her other nipple hostage with my fingers, pinching and rolling until she moaned. “You’re fuckingsoaked.These panties are ruined, aren’t they?”

“Yes,” she whimpered as I rolled her nipple.

I returned her top to where it belonged. “I’m so goddamned hard right now, Annalise. You’re just so pretty sitting here in my lap, all wet and needy for me.” I slipped a single digit into her wet heat and closed my eyes. She was so wet.

So. Wet.

My girl needed a lot more attention. I’d been slacking, but after this I would make up for it.

To my delight, Everett appeared. “Do you crazy kids need anything? I’m making a drink round.” He smiled at us, not knowing anything was amiss.

I grinned at one of my oldest friends, working my finger inside Annalise. “I could use a water. Annalise?”

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