A Little D.A.B.

“I thought they only had five.” Mattie could barely get the words out. Each press of his hand against her sent tiny shock waves zinging throughout her body. He was so near her nipples, they poked their little noses out, as if begging for his attention. The material tugging over them only exacerbated her condition. Her panties were becoming as damp as her dress.

“I was counting her lazy-assed husband.” He freshened the towel with more soda. “I think this is working.” He blotted her breast.

Mattie sucked in a sharp breath through her nose. Wil pulled away, mesmerized by the nipple staring back at him. Time screeched to a halt. Each exhale of his warmth breath danced over her, its shaky rhythm matching her own. He wanted her. She’d known that the instant their bodies touched as they danced. The knowledge made her spirits soar and set her heart thumping in quick time. It seemed he wanted her as much as she wanted him. And yet they were frozen there, neither able to move.

She longed to take his hand and press it to her breast. Knowing that’s how everything got so messed up all those years ago, Mattie forced herself to be still. She insisted before—no, begged. This time it had to be Wil who made those first overtures.

Her conscience tapped her on the shoulder. Like a hard cock pressed against your belly isn’t clue enough? Mattie warred with herself. Desire won.

“I’m…I’m not a kid anymore, Wil. I promise I know how to have sex. I won’t be a disappointment this time.” Her body quivered with every word. She prayed her voice had sounded more steady...