Just as the last thought floats through my brain he moves my hand to rest over his still erect penis.

I totally take back my last thought. Looks like he’s exactly the person he shows the entire world.

RIFF

Her delicate hand fits perfectly in mine. I can’t believe she’s actually here. She’s been the one thing that’s been occupying my mind the last couple weeks, and now the reason we’ve been talking has come to a head. I’ll miss the little friendship we’ve built up over the past few days. She’s been a great distraction and I hate to give her up. Once I give her what she came here for, there will be no reason for her to continue talking to me. She’ll figure out soon enough I’m an unlovable asshole who will only disappoint her and ruin her life somehow. Better to show her that right off the bat.

I readjust our hands and bring her hand to rest squarely on my crotch.

She whips her head in my direction and raises her eyebrows but doesn’t make a move to jerk her hand away. There’s a challenge in her green eyes, almost like she’s saying ‘is that the best you got’. I knew she would be an excellent distraction.

A few minutes later Noel’s bodyguard, Mike, pulls in to a local Mexican restaurant. Kitten pulls her hand away the moment Lanie leans up from the backseat to chat with her about going shopping later in the evening together.

I hop out of the vehicle and turn to help Kitten out. I grab her by the waist and hoist her against my body.

She giggles. “Put me down.”

I shake my head and lean in to whisper in her ear, “Get used to it, babe. You’re about to spend a whole lot more time in close proximity with me.”

“Shhhhhhh,” she says, “Let’s not announce that to everyone.”

I tilt my head and quirk my pierced eyebrow at her. “Why? You ashamed everyone will find out you want me to fuck you senseless?”

Her eyes widen. “Why do you say things like that?”

I give her my most wicked grin. “Because it makes all you ladies soak your panties.”

Kitten opens her mouth like she wants to say something else, but quickly shuts it when Noel starts complaining about us moving out of the way so he and Lanie can get out.

“Sorry, bro. You know women can never get enough of me.” The easygoing tone in my voice catches me off guard. It’s been a long time since I’ve been that friendly to Noel.

Kitten smacks my chest and shakes her head as I set her down.

She folds her slender arms across her chest and I can’t help but to notice how unbelievably cute she looks when she’s pissed. If she keeps this shit up, I’ll be taking her into the bathroom of this restaurant and locking the door so I can have my way with her.

For the next hour Kitten and I listen to Noel and Lanie reminisce about stories of their childhood. It’s funny how different Noel is around her. He’s like this whole other guy—a nice one. One I would be proud to call my friend if he hadn’t fucked me over in the past.

While Noel distracts Lanie with another margarita, I allow my fingers to roam over to Kitten’s lap and trace the bare skin on her inner thigh. Instead of pulling away like I figure she’ll do, she scoots closer. Her knees drift apart, like she’s welcoming my touch and encouraging me to do more.

I readjust in my seat as my cock twitches in my pants. Damn. This girl is like the perfect fucking chick for me. She’s unbelievably sexy, has a rack I would give my left nut to get in my mouth, and then there’s that whole naughty-good girl vibe.

I slide my hand up and allow my fingers to rub the center stitch of the crotch of her cut-off jean shorts.

I rest my elbow on the table and prop my chin up with my free hand. Kitten scoots even closer to me and leans in to pick up her drink before taking a long sip. Her cool demeanor surprises me. Most onlookers would probably never guess there’s anything out of the ordinary going on by the look on her face.

I steal a glance at our tablemates. Lanie looks like she’s feeling no pain while working on her eighth margarita and Noel is too googlie-eyed by her to notice much else.

The next thing I know, Kitten’s hand rests squarely on the crotch of my jeans. She doesn’t waste any time. She’s going straight for my junk.

She seems totally into a little naughtiness and doesn’t flinch when she seizes the moment to unzip my pants. My entire body stiffens and I quickly throw a couple napkins in my lap to hide things from view. Suddenly I’m thankful for the extra wide table. It’s bad enough Noel and Lanie are sitting at the same table as us, but thank God I’m not too close to them.

My heart races inside my chest. It’s been a while since I felt such a thrill with a woman. While I know getting off right now isn’t probably going to happen, I don’t mind the little bit of cock teasing she’s doing. It’s going to make me fuck her that much harder when I get the chance.

Kitten turns toward me and licks her lips before giving me a little wink. God, she’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen. It’s taking every bit of my self-control not to throw her down on this bench seat and fuck her on the spot right here in front of everyone.

She bites her bottom lip as she pretends to listen to Lanie and Noel talk about themselves, but I know that little grin she’s hiding is for me.

She’s just as fucking excited by this as I am.

I take a deep breath to calm down as she snakes two fingers inside my pants and then finds the opening in my boxers. I suck in a quick breath the moment she touches the sensitive skin on my shaft. My cock jerks hard and she smiles as she takes another sip of her drink. I melt back into the booth and try to think about anything other than the fact she’s touching me right now. My fingers ache to touch her—to feel her warm, wet flesh.