Easy, then—tell him to stop. Right?
But … his touch … it's so good.
His fingers brushed and traipsed and danced all around my soft inner thigh. He was teasing me. His kiss had already gotten me worked up, butthiswasn't fair.
But then, finally, he slid his thick finger against the crotch of my panties.
I had to stifle a long, deep moan, hoping the cabbie hadn't heard me.
Beau grinned. He whispered in my ear, his breath hot and warm on my lobe.
“Your pussy's so fucking wet, Cam.”
Those words were so wrong,especiallycoming from the tongue of Beau Bradford. They were so wrong, yet my pussy heaved helplessly. And a rush of juices dampened the crotch of my panties worse.
Beau noticed.
“Damn,” he groaned, rubbing his fingers along my slickness. “God, I want you so fucking bad.”
Under my dress, Beau burrowed his thick finger beneath my thong. He stroked my folds gently, teasing them apart until I throbbed, yearning for him to push in and enter me. But no—every time he glided by my entry, he only threatened me with the tip of his finger, but refused to give it to me.
I grabbed hold of his forearm. But to make him stop, or to guide him deeper into my wetness … I wasn't sure.
And I didn't have time to find out. Because at that very moment, Piper suddenly stirred.
“Mmm?” she moaned.
We both scrambled to sit upright and look proper.
“I tooooold you. She orderedtwored velvet cakes,” Piper mumbled. She smacked her lips, leaned her head back against the door, and her breathing resumed.
“She's sleep talking,” I said to Beau. I let out a sigh of relief, but my heart kept racing.
He gave a nod.
And we settled back into our seats as if nothing had happened.
But I knew the storm hadn't passed. We were only in the eye of it now.
And now all we could do was sit in stiff, awkward silence, wondering what the hell I'd just done.
Chapter 10
A Really Bad Idea
Camille
The cab pulled up outside Piper's apartment. I opened my clutch and reached for my wallet, but Beau beat me to the punch and paid the fare.
“You don't have to do that, you know,” I said.
“I know. But I'm rich.”
I rolled my eyes. How many times did he have to remind me of that?
I tried to wake Piper one last time. She didn't move. She only responded with more sleepy babble.
“Sorry Beau. Looks like you have to do your strongman thing again.”
