CHAPTER FOUR
He spoke very little English, Daphne discovered, beyond the polite forms of address and a few other rudimentary phrases. She took his hand, putting her other fingers to her lips -warning him silently not to disturb the sleeping girl.
Gently, she drew him nearer until the boy's body was almost touching hers. Then Daphne put his hand on her hip and began to press his fingers into the fullness of her flesh.
Pedro rubbed the curvy skin, Daphne's hand still holding his, letting the woman guide his fingers up and down the sensuous skin. She swayed her body slightly feeling the hard length of his maleness brush into her crotch.
"You like that?" Daphne whispered. Pedro nodded eagerly. She was slightly taller than the boy, and as Daphne sidled herself sexily against him, Pedro's pr
