“Ireallylove these silly sweatpants on you,” she said with a sweet sigh.
“Yeah, I noticed,” he said with a cocky grin.
“What?” She glanced up at him, a panic in her eye. “Shut up. No, you didn’t.”
“Hell yeah, I did. During the interview.”
Her cheeks began to blush. “Aw, great!”
He didn’t see what the big deal was. “What’s wrong?”
“If you saw me staring at you, that means other people probably saw it, too.”
“Who cares? I was staring at your ass all night.”
“One, I noticed. Two, thatreallydoesn’t help me right now.”
“You’ve got a nice ass. I can’t help it.”
“My point is, I’m sure Thayer didn’t appreciate seeing us look at each other like that. Maybe that’s why he went completely nuts with the edits?”
“Well, yeah—he hates me, and he wants to be bang you, just like I said before.”
She rolled her eyes. “No, he doesn’t. Besides, if he really wanted to ‘bang’ me, he wouldn’t have destroyed my credibility with that video.”
Dane could tell she hated it when he brought that up. He wrapped an arm around her shoulder. “Who knows. Maybe you’re right. Honestly, I don’t even wanna think about that creepy lookin’ toad right now.”
“Me neither.”
He pulled her closer against his side, and their eyes returned to the boring drama on TV. Dane turned and stared at her. He leaned in and began to softly kiss at her neck.
“Dane,” she giggled.
“Yeah?”
“You should watch. This movie’sreallygood.”
He peeked at the screen. Two cops were arguing about the exact procedures of filing evidence. The movie couldn’t possibly be any less entertaining.
“Bullshit,” he snickered. He sucked at the skin on her neck and snuck a hand to her thigh.
“Really, it is,” she lied, even as a small, pleasured sigh escaped her.
“Then you can watch,” he said, his words muffled on the warm flesh of her neck. “And I’ll just do this.”
Lightly, he traipsed his thick fingers up the supple skin of her thigh. Slowly, his hand inched upwards, traveling up the bottom of her beach towel. With a soft moan, Austen cracked her legs open. Her towel began to loosen, granting him access.
Higher and higher his big hand went. The soft skin of her inner thigh grew silkier and smoother as he neared her mound. A radiant heat, hot and humid, emanated from between her legs. Her body tensed as she anticipated his touch—but he wanted to tease her just as sensuously and cruelly as she’d done to him.
His fingers painted up, down, and all around her pussy. She was driven mad, her hips grinding, her frustrated gasps and moans growing louder, deeper.
“Please,Dane!” she finally yelled.
“Hm?” he teased. “How’s the movie?”
“It’sawfuland you know it.” She unwrapped the rest of her towel, and Dane’s hungry eyes feasted on her tits. She gestured for him to join her as she laid down on the couch, offering herself.
Dane climbed between her legs. He teased her slick folds with his rough hands. She moaned loudly as his fingers glided up and down her petals and teased her entry. She was dripping wet.
