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and
shifted her feet, aware of her thighs sliding across each other; aware of her
tank top pulling across her nipples. With no bra to hide under, her hardening
nipples must be plain as day. Fine , she thought, if he wants to play.
Let’s play.
    “Possession is nine tenths of the law,” she
said tucking the book behind her back. “If you want it back, you should be the
one paying me. What have you got to offer me?”
    A lopsided grin spread across his face
again, Amy thought it gave him a distinctly wicked look. Uh oh, what had she
gotten herself into?
    “Girl, I definitely got something you
want.” He reached into his pocket and pulled out a slim pink vibrator.
    Amy gasped. “That’s mine! How did you—?
When--?” But he didn’t have to answer. Of course. The little toy would have
fallen out when she dumped her purse on him in class. She had completely
forgotten that she even had it with her.
    “So. Want it back?” He dangled it just out
of reach. Embarrassed, Amy made a grab for it but missed by a mile. Tyrone was
so tall he could have easily placed the vibrator on the top shelf without even
stretching.
    “Fine! I’ll give you your book back. Now
just hand over my toy and we’re even, ok?”
    “Nuh uh. I don’t think we’re even yet. I
want to know what my words did to you. Did they get your honey flowing?”
    They were at a stand-off. Tyrone had the
aisle blocked and Amy was having a hard time hiding her smile. Yes, the lyrics
had made her crazy hot and it looked like Tyrone knew it. His confidence was
even more of a turn on. Amy put a hand on her hip considering her next move.
    Tyrone leaned casually to the side, “How
‘bout you tell me the lyrics you read. Give me a dramatic reading. Or are you
too shy? Too much of a good girl to get nasty?”
    It was her turn to smile. “I’m not that
much of a good girl.”
    “Uh huh. Prove it.” He gestured at the
book.
    “Why don’t I show you instead?”  Amy
reached out and set the book on a shelf, then lowered her long eyelashes.
Tyrone automatically followed where she was looking. Her hands were on the edge
of her miniskirt and she was beginning to raise it up, inch by inch.
    Surprised but obviously pleased, Tyrone
crossed his arms and leaned back to enjoy the view.  Amy lifted her skirt all
the way up, until she was showing her zebra stripped satin panties. Then she
stopped.
    Tyrone pretended to look unimpressed, “That
all you got? I thought you said you were a bad girl?” Amy tossed her hair,
she’d been expecting a challenge like that. “I’m proposing another trade. You
give me my toy, and I’ll give you the notebook…plus these panties.” That said
she slipped her fingers under the string sides of the thong and rolled it down
her smooth legs. Stepping free of the thong gracefully, she scooped it up and
dangled it from her finger tip. “Do we have a deal?”  He slowly accepted the
offered crumpled satin; palmed the still warm fabric and then pushed it into
his jeans pocket. The whole time he never took his eyes off of Amy. Her skinny
miniskirt was still hiked up and she made no move to pull it down. Her tan gave
away to a sharp white bikini line. A neat dusting of gold curls decorated the
smooth pale skin above the delicate lips of her pussy.
    “Yeah… We’ve got a deal.” He moved to her
side smoothly. “I’m ready to give you your toy.” Tyrone flicked it on and the
small toy leapt to life. Amy reached out to take it but he quickly moved it
away. “Hey! You said we had a deal!”
    “We do. I’m gonna give it to you.”
    “When?”
    “More like where.”
    Tyrone closed in on her then, as she tipped
her head back to look up into his dark eyes. He stroked the buzzing toy along
her shoulder, then rolled it across her shirt. When it touched the fabric above
her nipples she sucked in a breath. All this flirting was making her impatient.
Her skin felt super sensitized and her heart was racing as he drew patterns
around her body