SADIE

Miguel is looking at me like he wants to throw me on the table and have me for supper. God, that look of his is going to be the end of

me. His eyes are so dark they’re practically black, and they are full of heat right now. I’d nearly lost it on the dance floor when he’d pressed his hard cock against me. Just the memory of it has me all hot and bothered.

I’m momentarily distracted from the ache in my pussy by the huge pan of food in between us. It’s laid out decoratively with shrimp and mussels forming a circle on top of the rice...