Free Denys, Jennifer - Just Good Friends [Friends and Acquaintances 1] (Siren Publishing Classic) by Jennifer Denys

thumb pressing hard on her clit in a circular motion while his fingers had worked their way inside her panties, parting her labia.
    “You can always say your safe word, but I hope you won’t,” he whispered.
    Jessie was trembling violently and biting her bottom lip, partly in a subconscious reaction to keep from moaning out loud. It was also because she didn’t want to say her safe word. She could be really stubborn sometimes. Her hands dug into the tablecloth. She’d almost given up wondering if the other customers guessed what they were doing. It didn’t matter if her face was flushed.
    “Don’t worry,” he stated softly as he correctly guessed some of her worries. “I’ve deliberately placed your seat so that you are out of view of most of the other guests. It’s enough for me that you are allowing me to do this in public, but I don’t want the other people to really be aware of what we were doing.”
    She was grateful and finally she came with a strangled moan, and an elderly man on the next table did turn around and look at her with a strange expression on his face, somewhere between annoyance and amusement. Startled at their neighbor’s direct stare as she opened her eyes, Jessie caught her breath in her throat, which caused a coughing fit.
    Sam started banging her on the back as he removed his other hand from under her skirt smoothing her dress back down. “Are you all right, darling?” he asked in a loud false voice. “I thought your cold was getting better.”
    “Yes, darling , I’m perfectly okay.” She glared back at him, having gained some degree of normality. Sam gave her a butter wouldn’t melt look. Right, she thought, narrowing her eyes in determination, licking her lips in anticipation, two can play this game, and proceeded to place her hand on his thigh very close to his cock, squeezing firmly. She grinned evilly when he jumped at her touch.
    “You wouldn’t?” he questioned quietly and put his hand on top of hers to hold it still.
    “Fair’s fair, darling,” she responded softly in a sexy voice she had never used before. She swatted his hand away, and turning toward him, she started stroking his cock through his trousers then gave a playful smile. It was his turn to open his thighs wider. His breathing appeared to be getting shallower as she caressed his inner thigh. While not taking her eyes from his, she then stroked back up to his cock. She could feel it was already fairly hard from watching her reactions to what he did to her earlier.
    A commotion came from the restaurant. Intent on what they were doing, Jessie looked around slightly guiltily. A band that had been playing earlier had come back after a break. “Oh wonderful, I am in the mood for dancing,” cried Jessie, gleefully. She stood, pulling on Sam’s reluctant arm. “Oh don’t tell me you can’t dance?”
    “I hate dancing, and you know that full well. And in any case, I am not dancing in this condition,” he hissed through gritted teeth. The elderly man clearly overheard as he chuckled, shaking his head at their antics.
    Jessie leant over to whisper in Sam’s ear. “Oh, yes you are, lover. Just stay close.” And she gave a huge push which propelled him out of his chair. He grabbed her quickly around the waist, his front to her back as they walked toward the dance floor, then deftly turned her and plastered her to his body without showing his bulging front at all.
    He smiled down at her. “You are an evil witch that I have created, and I am so going to punish you for this.”
    “Promises, promises…” Jessie leaned into his body and relaxed, enjoying the gentle sway of their bodies going side to side. She was enjoying flirting. This was a side of herself she didn’t know she had, and thankfully, although her panties were damp from her earlier climax, it didn’t show.
    Sam bent his head forward, snuffling her hair. “God, your hair smells wonderful—of roses.” He then moved down to nibble her neck.