He trailed his fingers down her sides, groaning when an involuntary shiver rushed over her. Jake's eyes followed the movement, then shifted to her bre...sts. His expression grew intent and his hips shifted under the blanket. Chloe opened her mouth to speak. She wanted to clamp her arms over her chest, but she couldn't because Dom's lips were there. She wanted to warn him, but her throat tightened and the words just wouldn't come. Dom nipped at her. Her head tipped back and she cried out, pressing. Of course, if that someone was young, female, pretty, short skirt, tight revealing top, etcetera, then that would be more than acceptable but he thought the chance of that happening was slim. More than likely it would be someone male, middle aged, plain and uninteresting. In fact someone like him, he thought, slightly amused by the concept he didn't want to share a table with someone like himself His interest was piqued when four young people got on and sat at the table across from his. Two. For one you were the one they wanted and lasted for. The raw roughness of a man grabbing your waist and inserting himself, then bending you over and fucking your brains out until he unloads deep inside of you is intense! Then again, sometimes that's all you have time for. But like I said, they probably envied little piggy and how all these "straight" guys do it. (Notice the quotation marks with straight, I'm sure you know what that means" :-)) I swear it is almost laughable when little. I thought I was almostthere. He hit me again. Not quite as hard, but still I reflexed away fromthe source of the assault.We repeated this for 10 or 15 more blows. After a few, he began to talk,quite softly, but firmly."Get back out here sooner. I like that you're working on it, but I wantyou back sooner. And farther. Try and get back all the way BEFORE I hityou again. My pace will remain steady -- you have to be faster. Good.It's getting better."Then there was a HARD one."Uh-oh. You slowed down.