Game On!. Dani Jace
that so?” She slipped off her sandal and rested her bare foot between his thighs. Then she curled her pale frosted toes against his crotch.
His intake of breath and hard-on made her smile.
A muscle worked at the side of his jaw.
She loved being able to break his composure.
Their server appeared. “Are you ready for the check, sir?”
“Anything else, darlin’?” His deep southern drawl seemed determined to brand the endearment his own.
“Totally satisfied.” Jordan eased her foot up the ridge of his erection and let her spoon ting against the dessert plate.
At his nod, the waitress drifted to the next table. “As much as I’m enjoying your massage, we’re going to have to walk out of here soon.”
She chuckled.
“That’s the first time I’ve heard you laugh.” He raced his hand along the inside of her calf.
“It’s been a while since I’ve found anything amusing.” This playful side of him made her want to get to know him better.
* * * *
Giving Jordan a brief foot massage, Heath willed his dick into submission. He’d never seen that coming from his date. After leaving the restaurant, Jordan directed him to turn onto Atlantic Avenue.
“Locals call this The Strip.” She grinned.
With school just out, all the kids were trolling. They inched through traffic. From the oncoming lane, a leggy brunette leaned out of her car window and yelled at Heath. “Hey stud, you can be my daddy tonight!”
He glanced to Jordan. “Did you do this?”
She played with her hair. “It’s kinda liberating. You can be risqué as you want. It’s unlikely you’ll see the same person again.”
“Let it all hang out, huh?” He quoted the sixties slang term while several young babes dressed in bikini tops and shorts hung over the rear of a convertible. He’d seen bathing suit bottoms cover more. A year shy of thirty, he felt like a middle-aged man amongst the teens and young adults.
As they crept along, Jordan pointed out several nightlife spots. “I remember my dad saying The Raven used to be a cop hangout in his day.”
The large black bird emblazoned on the sign brought the Edgar Allen Poe poem to mind. “Was he a police officer?”
“Some of his friends were. Dad works in engineering for a company that does contracting for the Navy. Been here all my life. I’m happy to give you a tour of all the nearby cities and more if you’d like.” She winked.
Her little gesture lit him to a fury.
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