He pulled his hand away completely then, stepping back just enough to look like we were just working side by side. But his eyes stayed on me, dark and full of that promise. My pussy throbbed hard at the loss, clenching over and over like it was searching for him. 

I grabbed another rag and tried to wipe the counter again, but my hands were still shaky. Every little movement sent fresh waves of need through me. The bar noise went on around us—glasses clinking, people talking—but all I could think about was how close I had been and how he had taken it away. Cavern picked up a glass...