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If someone other than Josh came by with the forms, she could just tell the representative she'd changed her mind. Or maybe suck it up and take the chance. It was a dinner, for crying out loud, nothing more. She deserved a night out with a handsome man, even if she did have to pay for it.
But it would be so much nicer if Josh showed up. If he'd pull her into his arms and kiss her until she melted. Run those warm hands over her naked flesh. Surely she hadn't misread the fire in his eyes.
The breeze caressed her nipples where they were exposed just above the water, chilling them to hard gems. She turned again, letting long, smooth strokes carry her from one end of the pool to the other until exhaustion pulled her to the side. Arms braced, she hoisted herself out and sprawled in the nearest chaise lounge to let the warm California sun dry her.
Amy toyed with her nipples as she imagined Josh's fingers and lips there. He'd twirl one, suckle the other, then switch sides until she was arched in gap-mouthed ecstasy against him. She'd wrap her legs around his and rub her aching pussy along his pulsing cock. She combed her fingers through her pubic curls, straight to the moist slit. It felt like her clit met her halfway.
He'd suck her there, too. Long sweeps of his tongue, his fingers probing deep into her cunt, finger-fucking her ass while his tongue forced her clit to rigid attention. Then she'd come. God, how she'd come. He'd let her rest, dragging his mouth up her body, and he'd slowly wedge his hips between her thighs.