He took his seat back next to me, his body flush against my side.
My pulse jumped as his large hand covered my knee under the table. I shifted my legs to move his hand higher and my breath hitched. He let out a low chuckle. His arm grazed over my hardened n*****s and I gasped. He did it again letting me know he did it on purpose and I pressed in. He squeezed my knee.
His breath was warm on my ear. “Enjoying yourself?”
“I am,” I whispered back. “Did you set this all up?”
“I didn’t,” he replied. “My father used to play, and he taught me to play. They let me come up to join in sometimes. Tonight, I did it to impress my date.”
I giggled. Oh, did he ever.
“You were amazing,” I said in all seriousness.
His soft lips moved down my neck as his hand slid up my thigh. “Mind if we leave?”
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