Page 62 of Swept Away

My eyes glint like luminaries.

Why wouldn’t they?

I haven’t been so excited in a while.

Before leaving, I quickly spray a few drops of perfume on my neck, between my breasts, and on my thighs, smiling naughtily at the thought that I will feel their touch on me fairly soon.

A minute before seven, I pick up my purse, check on Gizmo, making sure he has everything he needs, and walk out the door, too impatient to wait for them inside.

I barely walk out when the headlights of a car flood my street, and something tells me that it’s them.

The car slows to a full stop in front of me before the driver’s door slides open and a man dressed in black––fitted pants and shirt; plus expensive shoes––walks out smelling like exotic spices, musk, and heated nights between the sheets.

“Oh. Look at this,” Mason says, wrapping his arms around me.

He kisses the top of my hair and takes me in with genuine excitement.

“You’re gonna kill us tonight,” he murmurs against my ear, sending a shiver through me.

Looking down, he notices my hard nipples straining against my dress.

His eyes move over my legs before his hand rests on the small of my back, getting a feel of the warm skin underneath.

His heat drapes over me when he touches the waistband of my panties.

He lowers his mouth to me again and whispers a few words.

“You know your panties will end up in his pocket tonight.”

I laugh.

He gives me a grin.

“Get in now,” he says. “He wants to say hi.”

I tuck myself in the back seat, Carter’s eyes following me.

He wears a white shirt and dark blue jeans, his eyes glinting with pleasure at the sight of me.

Moving his gaze over my legs, he nods appreciatively.

“I love your dress,” he says, pushing out of his seat to reach me and kiss my lips.

He slips his hand down my legs and slowly pushes it between my thighs.

My only reaction is surprise and pleasure.

If tonight starts like this, how will things evolve later?

He touches my soft panties and runs his thumb up and down, making my pussy throb.

“You missed us?” he asks quietly, watching my cheeks get flushed.

I nod.

“Good. We missed you, too.”

He gives me a soft smile that sends tremors down my spine as lustful promises twinkle in his eyes.