Sky scarcely registered Bianca dripping down his fingers. Tightening against them, hungry for more. This public display was arousing her. She seemed to enjoy being at the brink of being caught. She enjoyed being watched.
And as she bit down on her lower lip while she scribbled down her number for Oliver she smiled. She smiled as she clenched around his fingers nearing her orgasm. With a soft moan she dared Oliver to desire her. Dared the men and women in the bar to watch her. Watch the curves of her legs and the gracious contour of her ass that shyly peeked from under her skirt. Dared them to watch the movement of Sky’s palm, letting them in on their secret. And despite the display that Sky knew would arouse him he found himself lost.
Bianca bent further still, putting her ass on display, allowing the skirt to ride up ever so slightly, ever so indecently as she whispered in his ear, “Fuck me, Oliver.”