Page 52 of Margot

He held his hand up and like magic, a server appeared. “Hi, can we have the mahi-mahi appetizer and shots of Hennessy?”

“Absolutely not, Lennox,” I said, shaking my head. “We’ll have the breadsticks instead. Thank you,” I smiled at the server and he chuckled a bit.

“I love when I serve married couples. You guys are beautiful.” I paused and looked at Lennox once we were alone.

“God, that’s embarrassing. If you want to get out of here after he brings our food I won’t be offended. I know you still have to be here with Sutton and…”

“Stop worrying. She’ll do activities with me but she won’t hang out at night with me like you.” He laced our fingers together and gave my hand a gentle squeeze.

“You’re really fucking bold, Lennox.”

“Yeah. I like to live dangerously.”

“Are you going to correct the server when he gets back?” I asked, curiously.

“Nah. Let’s pretend a little tonight.” His smile was just as hypnotizing as the crescent moon in the night sky. If I had my way, Sutton would never get Lennox back. I’d keep him forever. I knew how to treat him at least.

“Here are your breadsticks,” the server sat down a warm bowl of fresh breadsticks and my stomach growled. “Those shot will be out soon. Should I keep them coming?” He looked from me to Lennox and I nodded quickly.

“Yes. Keep them coming,” I told him.

“You got it.” He walked away and I plucked a piece of bread from the bowl.

“Always eat bread to avoid getting drunk too fast,” I winked at him and he laughed. It was a rich hearty sound that made me fuller than any damn breadstick ever could.

“So you’re a pro at getting drunk is what I’m hearing.” He grabbed a breadstick and tore into it.

“Exactly. Stick with me and you’ll learn some things.”

“I’m sure I’ll learn a lot.” His words curled around me and touched my most intimate parts.

After our first rounds of shots were knocked back, I was feeling adventurous. I slipped my foot out of my shoe and inched up Lennox’s leg until I reached his cock. His eyes jerked to mine immediately.

“You’re playing with fire, Margot,” he warned. His voice was low and sexy and it made my pussy clench.

“Am I?” I purred, tipping my head to the left. My hair swept to the side and Lennox stared like he wanted to touch it. “You want to grab my hair, don’t you, Lennox?”

“Maybe.” He rested his elbows on the table while my foot stroked him to an erection. Feeling how hard he got made me so wet. “You’re going to find out exactly what I want to do in a minute if you keep rubbing my dick like that under the table.”

“Really? What are you going to do?” I teased.

“Bend you over and fuck you in front of everyone out here.”

“You wouldn’t dare. You have a wife, not fifteen minutes from here. You don’t want people seeing that and running back to tell her.”

“True. So maybe you should stop playing with me like this.” I moved my foot and put my shoe back on then smiled at him.

My logic wasn’t the best right then but it hadn’t been during this entire trip. I stood to my feet and let my vision settle a bit then I sauntered to the bathroom. There were a few other women in there and for a moment, I got nervous.

What if I ran into Sutton? I didn’t even know what she looked like. What if she came here looking for her husband?

I stared at myself in the mirror and swallowed back the bundle of nerves threatening to take over.

Get your shit together, Margot.

“Your dress is beautiful,” one woman said as she fixed her lipstick in the mirror.

“Oh, thank you,” I replied with a smile.