Chapter 9On the way back to the Broker on our skiff, I couldn’t think of anything else. Chris’s hands on the wheel seemed much too far away, but there were three of us here.
When we got back aboard, we said good night to Russell, and Chris and I walked into our room with the cello.
“I am so, so proud of you. You were gorgeous tonight,” I told her as I closed our door. “Every time I see you play, I get so turned on, I want to take you right there on stage.”
“We could charge a lot more for those tickets,” Chris chuckled.
“Then we’d better perfect our act,” I grinned. I reached over and unzipped the gown she was still wearing and let the whole thing drop to the floor. I undid her bra, too, which joined the dress. She was now clad only in her thong.
I turned her around and took her breast
