I lay my hand on his thick, soft pecs."You're in for a real treat then."
A low throat moan vibrates my hand, and it's sexy as fuck!
I push him gently as I lean over to take my shoes off, then I hand them to him to hold.
His expression wonders what I'm doing, but he doesn't say anything.He simply waits.
I look in my purse for my phone, find it, scroll to the song, then push him, and say, "I need a little more space."
He steps back twice, and then his whole face lights up as that song by the Bellamy Brothers begins, and I pick my feet up in the delicate steps of the Hawaiian hula, letting my hips rolling and arms flow, expressing the lyrics.
As I dance, I move my hands sensuously up and down my body, introducing him to the real me.I form a halo over my head, then gesture it's his, then I push my forefingers up through my hair to create horns, letting him know I'm a devil.
The song is perfect for the conversation we just had.I am not the good girl he thinks I am.
He watches me dance the entire song without saying a word.The only language spoken is his hungry expression that haunts his face, and it is shouting to me.He wants me really, really bad, which is going to be really, really good.
As the song ends, I turn my back to shimmy my ass in luau quick-time fashion, then I add tossing my hair around, and at the very end, I shimmy my tits too.There is no way his pulse isn't racing as fast as my heart-covered ass is shaking.
When the music ends, I turn back around, drop the phone back in my purse, and casually tell him."One of my all-time favorite songs!"
His voice is deep and husky when he says, "One of mine favorite songs now too."
I reach for my shoes, but he grabs my outstretched hand and slides his fingers between mine like he did when he kissed me.The cinching movement stirs my passion with its subtle but so sexy sensation and sends shivers running up my arm.
He leans over, puts his mouth next to my ear, and whispers in it."I take your saying yes to the question?"
I close my eyes and inhale deeply.His scent is intoxicating.He smells so fucking good.My knees get weak, and I answer softly."The answer is yes."
He inhales my scent deeply, too, then exhales onto my neck as he whispers, "Are you acceding to me then?"
Goosebumps start at that spot and travel all over as he sends my desire into overdrive."Acceding?"I whisper.
"Yes."
I squeeze his hand, "No.I am consenting to hold it against you."
I hear that low throat moan again as his fingers tilt my chin, lifting my face to his, and he places his lips on mine."I think I like that better."
Like his kiss before, his lips feel soft but firm.He doesn't stick his tongue past my teeth.Instead, he runs it along the bottom of them, tasting me, teasing me, while our breath mingles.
Then he lets me go, gently but quickly, and he steps to the back of his truck to retrieve his cooler with my shoes still in his hand.
My eyes fall to his round ass, and my palm starts to tingle.That is a perfect ass, and I can't wait to squeeze it and feel it in motion.
When he walks back, he squats in front of me."Hop on.You can ride me."
I laugh,preview.Then I sling my purse over my head and shoulder, push it to the back, and mount him piggyback style, wrapping myself around his neck and his waist.He hooks my legs with his arm and starts walking toward our building.
The feeling of his muscular body moving under me, between my thighs with my pussy hanging just over that perfect fucking muscle, and the bounce of his step is exquisite.I bury my face in his back, enjoying the feel and smell of him, and I purr happily, then I start to giggle.
"What's so funny?"
I pull my mouth up to his neck and tell him, "My panty-less ass is hanging out of my dress."
He stops immediately, puts his hand back there, and feels under my skirt touching my bare skin as I drop my legs to stand back up.
I giggle, "Not very lady-like."
