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pain, but I licked and suckled it away.
    One of Rivers arms wrapped around my waist and pulled me as close to him as he could. One of my arms was trapped between us. I tried to free it. He smiled and winked. “It’s okay.” The hand on the arm around my waist grabbed my other hand and held it still. He moved to my ear and whispered, “I’m in the mood for dinner and a show.” He grinned when he pulled back and looked at me.
    “What are you talking about?”
    “Here you are,” a perky waitress said and sat our dinners in front of us along with refills of our drinks. “Is there anything else you need?”
    “No, I think we’re all set. Thanks.” Rivers smiled at her. She practically swooned on the spot.
    “Let me know if there is anything I can do for you.” When she was out of hearing range I looked at Rivers.
    “What are you doing?” I jerked my hands, but he didn’t let them go.
    “Dinner and a show, Julia. You’re gonna love it. And if you don’t, all you have to do is tell me to stop and I will. I won’t force you. Ever. Understand?”
    I nodded. Somehow I believed him.
    “Okay. Keep your eyes on me. That’s part of the show. Well, for me it is.”
    The tips of his fingers on his free hand glided up my inner thigh. They started at my knee and burned a hot trail of raw desire straight to my pulsing sex. When he finally made it to my mound I was breathing so hard I was sure everyone in the restaurant knew what we were doing. I wanted him to touch me so badly. I needed him to touch me.
    His fingers slid up the crook of one leg, over my mound and down the crook of my other. I squeezed my eyes closed and let out the most pathetic sounding whimper.
    “Hmm, not the rules, baby. Open your eyes. Give me my show. I want to see you come,” he whispered against my lips before kissing me hard and deep. His finger still circling the crucial area I needed him to touch. When he lifted his head he smirked at me. “Why are you moving your hips? Do you want something? Tell me what you want, baby, and I’ll give it to you.”
    “Touch me. Please.” It was barely a whisper, but it was all I could manager. I was locked in a fog of raw desire. It’s all I could feel.
    “I am touching you.” He wiggled his finger against the inside of my thigh.
    “Not there.” My head fell back on the seat back and rolled side-to-side. “My clit.”
    “Like this, beautiful?” He rubbed his finger around my clit, pushing it up and down, back and forth, pulling on it gently. I moaned in answer. “Lift you head and look at me.” I did as he asked.
    His fingers were moving over me. My hips moved faster and his fingers matched. I could feel the coil tighten between my legs. My juices dripped down my legs.
    “Are you wet?” Rivers asked in a husky voice.
    I licked my lips and nodded.
    “Who are you wet for?”
    I looked into his deep green eyes. “I’m wet for you, Rivers.”
    “Christ.” His mouth took mine hard. He sank his teeth into my bottom lip before lapping it with his tongue. He pulled back just enough to tell me, “Say it again.” His lips tickled mine when he spoke.
    “I’m wet for you. You make me so fucking wet it’s dripping down my legs.”
    “Shit. I could take you on this table.” His grip tightened around my waist and on my arm. “I want you to come for me.” I started to close my eyes and he shook me. “No. Eyes stay open. Look at me. I want to see you come. I want to know I did it to you and I want you to look at me and know it’s my fingers in your pussy making you come.” His fingers still moved over my swollen clit.
    “I’m close,” I panted. “I’m so close.”
    “Tell me what you want.”
    “Um…”
    “Don’t be embarrassed, Julia. It’s okay. Just tell me what feels good. What will make your body release?”
    “Okay…put…put two fingers inside me.” I let out a loud moan when his fingers slipped inside. Rivers covered my mouth with his to swallow the sound. “Oh, God,