He laughed then, a low, suggestive chuckle. “What’s wrong, Geri? Are you nervous?” He reached out, putting his hand against my face, his fingers sliding along my jaw until his palm cupped my cheek. His thumb brushed lazily across my lips. There was not one cell in my body that didn’t react to his touch. I felt like I’d grabbed a live wire.
“I know you aren’t afraid. We’re alone, of course, but someone could come in any time. That’s exciting, isn’t it?”
He edged closer, one knee sliding smoothly between my legs, until I was almost straddling his thigh. His heat burned me through his slacks and my jeans. My p***y clenched and released, spilling more moisture. I had to rub against him, just a little bit. I couldn’t help myself.
“I’d appreciate your help any time you’re available. I’m sure
