Her eyes glazed over with envy as she watched the couple in the corner amuse themselves with the tantalizing thought of public indecency. She knew she shouldn't watch but she couldn't help herself. His sky blue eyes met hers mischievously as he discovered he had an audience. She wanted him and the girl in the corner was going to get the benefit of her anguish.
The furnace of his breath mixed with the roughly stubbled exterior of his chin brushed the bareness of Liz's skin; her body re-awakened to the pleasure of a man. It had been too long since Liz felt the heat of a man's body pulsating with desire and flowing through her veins."You're a bad, bad girl," he breathed hotly onto the girl's ear; long blonde tresses skillfully drawn away from her exquisitely defined features. Liz melted into the broadness of his chest; inhaling the scent of masculinity he radiated.
Was he uttering deliciously sinful portrayals of what he would do if they were alone Kelly wondered as he drew her further in with his devilish smile. She could only dream of those words being for her as his eyes left her to give his full attention the girl on the barstool.
Eye to eye, Liz's stomach fluttered with anticipation. That beautiful smile spread across his face as his lips grazed hers. They softly feathered a trail the length of her neck before fully capturing the flavor within her heart shaped lips.
I wonder how those lips taste Kelly's attention still fully set upon the two. I really shouldn't she thought as her attention turned to the dance floor momentarily. The straw slid between her lightly glossed lips pulling up another mouthful of sex on the beach. I bet sex on the beach would be great with him as her attention was once again drawn toward the two.
"Did you do as I asked?" He met Liz's playful gaze; his breath directly upon her lips.
"Mmmaybe," she taunted.
He spread her luxuriously long legs with the fullness of his thighs; her softness pressed against the roughness of his blue jeans under her black ruffled skirt. Her anticipation was prominently displaying itself against the material of his jeans. Had he moved away from her at that moment, the whole world would have known just how much.
"You are being bad. You know what that does to me, "he rasped into her ear; recaptivating the audience he thought he'd lost. If Liz had only really known how much having this audience pushed his buttons. His eyes danced with delight as he drew the stranger deeper into their private party across the crowded bar.
"Mmmhmm," she replied.
He ferociously claimed her mouth; more fervently than in his previous attempt. Liz clung to him as he pressed the barstool against the wall still giving their audience a full view of the show. "Tell me what you like about me, "he commanded Liz's attention as he remained close enough to touch but far enough for her to hunger for it.
" You're dangerous," she grinned mischievously as she grabbed her wine cooler bottle from the table. Liz wrapped her fingers around the bottle as she would wrap her fingers around him; stroking the neck of the bottle. She traced her tongue around the opening of the bottle as though she would trace it around the tip of him before wrapping her lips around the bottle; slowly letting the cold liquid slide down the back of her throat. He took the bottle from her replacing himself between her legs.
This is torture Kelly agonized as she continuously remained fascinated with the act taking place before her very eyes.
"You aren't playing fair tonight hun," David greeted her heightened state of arousal with the confinement of his; heatedly straining for freedom.
"Neither are you," she noted; tripping the snaps of his short sleeved denim shirt. Her hands intricately laced up through the minimal patch of sandy blonde hair peeking out from under his jeans and landing upon the well defined pectoral muscles; his nipples praising the attention she lavished upon them with her mere touch.
