Keisha pressed her
body against Rob's and slid her arms around his neck.
“Well, gee.” He
steadied himself as she grabbed him.
“It’s so crowded
here,” Keisha told him. “Hope I’m not crushing you.”
“Not a bit.” He
smiled and held her in his arms. “It is the most packed I’ve
ever seen George Town.”
“Have you been to
the carnival before?”
“Nope, first time.
It reminds me of Mardi Gras.”
“Yeah,” Keisha
agreed, acting like she’d been to Mardi Gras before. Tonight
was a first in a lot of ways for her. She pressed
against Rob and felt his solid erection pressing back.
“Ummm,” she sighed, enjoying the feel of it.
“Let me guess,
you’ve been drinking,” Rob said softly in her ear.
“What makes you say
that?” She pulled back and looked in his eyes.
He laughed. “The red
blurry eyes, for one thing, and the body wrapped around me
tighter than scuba suit for another…not that I’m
complaining, mind you.”
She wiggled her hips
and felt his cock jump. “Good. Because I hoped we might have
some fun tonight.”
Rob leaned in and
nibbled her earlobe. “I like fun. I just don’t like regrets
the next morning in the sober
light of day.”
“I’m not that
drunk.” Keisha looked at him. “Just having fun on vacation
and it’s been a while between boyfriends. I thought a good
fuck might clear my head.”
