”He does. His lips press against my own, and his tongue pushes into my mouth. I suck his lips as he devours me. It’s sloppy and wet, and so good. ...y body surrenders to him; my muscles relax, my insides unclench, and my resistances break down. His kiss radiates through my mouth and seduces every inch of me. I’m his; I’m his little whore. He grabs the underside of my thighs and pulls my legs forward. Eleanor dips her head into my crotch and pulls my leggings to my knees. Tom parts from our kiss. ’ ‘Yeah, can I get a Jamieson and Coke, please?’ Hilary asked as the bartender stopped in front of them. Her sharp voice drew Mark’s and the other two women’s attention. ‘Sure,’ the bartender replied. ‘And for you two ladies?’ he asked Lena and Jane. ‘I’ll have a Bud Light,’ Jane replied. ‘You have any coolers?’ Lena asked and listened as the bartender listed their selections. Lena picked a berry cooler and the bartender moved away to fill their orders. ‘What were you saying, Mark?’ Jane asked. She turned her eyes up to me. “Can we take the boat out tomorrow? Just us?”“I’d love to. Why?”“My period is almost over. I bought a new bikini. I want to wear it for you.”Remembering her comment about fashion, I corrected her. “You mean, wear for your own pleasure.”Rory smiled. “No. I want to wear it for you.”Tomorrow. Saturday.We kissed and cuddled and settled for sleep. I couldn’t remember feeling so happy. I adored Rory and having her in bed with me, sleeping with me, and waking up with her. 'Tash giggles. 'Wasn't drooling over your legs, Moose, was he?''No, Natasha.''Mark reckons I've been teasing poor Simon. You don't think that, do you? You don't think I'm a tease?'Sylvia isn't sure how to answer. Senses she'd be in trouble either way. 'Er, I'm not ... I dunno, Natasha, ' she mumbles. Natasha smiles knowingly. 'Ok, confession time, I suppose I can be rather naughty sometimes. It's fun! I mean, come on, be honest, if you were a pretty girl with a sexy figure, rather than a moose,.