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She smiles. “A bunch of the WAGs helped out.”
I squeeze her close. “Thanks for inviting me.”
She rests her head on my shoulder. “It wouldn’t be the same without you. Now let’s get our drink on. It’s time to par-tay.”
Drinking and partying, we do. I’ve honestly never let this loose in my life. We’ve had a blast watching the games from the confines of a pool with a drink in hand. The sun has now set, but the pool party rages on. The warm Vegas temperatures make it easy to linger in the pool.
Even though Vance hasn’t removed his eyes from me all day, he’s mostly kept his distance. Watching him in swim trunks all afternoon has got me on edge. I’m starting to feel a little frisky. We need to find a way to spend time together. Alone.
As if reading my mind, he slips into the water and makes his way over to me. “Having a good time?”
I nod. “The best time ever. Ever, ever, ever.”
He chuckles as he nods his head toward my drink. “Pace yourself. We’ve still got a long night ahead of us.”
My mouth widens. “More partying?”
“Yep. When the games end, we’ll get showered and dressedfor dinner, eat, and then hit the club scene. Vegas is a marathon, not a race. And we’ve got four days of this.”
I set my fruity drink down on the pool lip. “You’re right. I need to slow down, or I won’t make it out later.”
He moves a little closer to me and runs his hand up the back of my thigh until it reaches my ass, where he squeezes it hard. “I’d happily stay back with you.”
I look around nervously to see if anyone is watching us. Even if they were, it’s now too dark for them to see where his hand is. It looks like we’re talking, which we are.
Before I know it, his fingers are under my bikini, running through me. “You’re wet, naughty girl. I knew you would be. Your cheeks are flushed. I saw it from my chair. You want me inside you, don’t you?”
Maybe it’s the alcohol in my system. Maybe it’s the fact that he looks so damn hot in his bathing suit. Maybe it’s the fact that his finger just slipped into me and my legs nearly gave out. But I do want it, and I want it now. Here. Out in public.
Our night at the movie theater was the most sensual, erotic, exciting night of my life. Fulfilling a childhood fantasy and the threat of being seen at any moment? Holy shit. It was magical. I came so hard. It felt like an out-of-body experience.
And the best part, when we were done, we lay there for a long time talking and laughing. It was so easy and comfortable.
I swallow hard and answer his question about whether I want him inside me. “I do. Please. I need it.”
A small smile forms on his lips as he licks them. I’m mesmerized by his tongue, thinking of all the things it’s done to me over the past few weeks.
His finger pushes deep inside me. “I hope you’ve been working on your clenching muscles.”
“I have,” I offer overly enthusiastically. “Every day. All the time.”
He chuckles, and I flush with embarrassment.Shit. I’m so uncool. I’ve been waiting for the right opportunity for him to take me in public again, desperately wanting it to be good for him. It looks like tonight is the night to see if my new “exercises” have paid off.
Like a total nerd, I googled how to strengthen my vaginal wall. I’ve been doing Kegels, pelvic tilts, heel slides, squats, and bridge exercises, per my research. Every single day, I do them because I officially found my kink. Public sex. The threat of being seen floods me with excitement and a high unlike anything I’ve ever experienced.
He gently pushes my shoulder. “Lean over a little until I’m in. I need the angle to get inside you.”
He withdraws his fingers. I hate that he did, but I know what’s about to come. Me. I’m about to come.
I lean up and over the edge of the pool like I’m reaching for something. He moves behind me and slides my bikini to the side before slipping his massive cock into me.
My fingers grip the lip of the pool as my body shakes. I wonder if there will ever be a time when he enters me that my body doesn’t have this involuntary reaction. He gets off on it. We’ve had a lot of sex in the weeks since the drive-in night. Almost every day. We’re insatiable for each other. Every damn time my body reacts this way. I can’t control it.
He whispers, “Okay, you can slide back now.”
I lean back upright with my arms casually hanging over the side of the pool as if I’m watching the games like everyone else, with Vance simply standing behind me in the pool. While I’m sure it looks strange that he’s standing so closely behind me, no one could possibly know that he’s inside me. It’s also dark, it’s underwater, and people are either focused on their own conversation or the games taking place on the big screen. And everyone has been drinking for hours. I doubt they’re noticing our slightly closer-than-normal proximity.
“Fuck, Sulley, you’re so tight. And wet. Look around, baby.Everyone is here, yet none of them know I’m inside your warm cunt right now.”
