People are watching us more closely than normal, but I notice they have the good sense to look awaywhen Luka notices them. Still, this isn’t exactly a safe place. There is no way to know who mayoverhear anything we say.
Luka readjusts me on his lap so I’m balanced between his muscular thighs, and his hand wraps aroundmy back and smooths down the leg.
My dress is riding up dangerously high, and Luka takes full advantage, dipping his fingers below thehem until I can feel him caressing the black panties I am wearing.
A small sigh escapes my lips, and Luka presses his mouth to my ear. “Look like you are having aworse time.”
I try to pull my face into a frown, but every brush of his finger against my inner thigh leaves me a littlelooser and brings more c
