The hairs on the back of her neck rose even as little Goosebumps worked their way down her spine. “How do you propose I do that?” she said, slowly. A spark had lit in his eyes and, this time, there could be no mistaking the predatory nature of his smile. “I am sure we could think of something.” Under the table, he placed a hand on her thigh…just below the hem of her skirt.
Anna's breath quickened. Her body was suddenly hot and tiny pinpricks of sensation began to pepper her skin from scalp to toes. She met his gaze and saw passionate desire there. He slid his hand to the inside of her thigh and under her skirt.
Upward, his hand went until his fingers grazed her thong. The growing heat in her body exploded into full arousal. She stiffened to keep from physically jerking from his touch but couldn't help the tiny whimper that escaped her lips.
He continued massaging her through her thong, making electrical currents race through her body. Her breathing was beginning to grow heavy and she had trouble controlling it. The fact that they were sitting in a crowded restaurant made her feel exposed and only turned her on more. She glanced around to see if anybody had noticed but no one seemed aware of what was happening.