Jake.
Catie grinned and sucked harder on Dee’s nipple as her fingers worked Dee’s clit. “I’m picturing Jake, his hands clenched on your hips and fucking your pussy until you scream.”
The orgasm slammed into Dee, so hard her body bowed, her head thrown back, and a shout tearing from her lips. Catie continued stroking her clit until the last vibrations settled in Dee’s body.
“Man that was fun.” Catie’s fingers slid across Dee’s thigh as she repositioned herself in front of the jet spray. “I’m so turned on I’ll probably come in an instant.”
Still feeling lightheaded from her orgasm, Dee carefully reached out and touched Catie’s breast.
“You don’t have to do this, just because I did.” Catie gave a small moan and squirmed beneath Dee’s palm. “I promise I’ll still respect you in the morning.”
“I want to.” Dee laughed softly, enjoying the feel of Catie’s nipple pebbling against her hand. “I’m curious, too.”
Catie moved her hips against the spray. “In the morning you’ll probably blame it on the margaritas and say it never happened.”
“I’m not ashamed.” Dee lightly cupped Catie’s breasts in both hands. “What are you picturing right now?”
“Jess thrusting into me.” An almost pained expression came over Catie’s face and she spread her thighs wider, taking more of the jet spray. “I’ll bet he has a cock worth riding.”
Catie moaned as Dee flicked her tongue over her nipple. Hard, yet soft, like a man’s erect penis. Tentatively she moved her fingers between Catie’s folds that felt like her own, yet different.
With a whimpering cry, Catie came almost at once. Her body jerked and shuddered as Dee worked Catie’s clit until her friend couldn’t take anymore.
Dee moved away, feeling flushed and tipsy.
“Experimentation is a good thing, don’t you think?” Catie asked in a breathless voice when she melted against the side of the whirlpool.
“Can there really be too much of a good thing?” Dee reached for her margarita and downed the last of it as her eyes met her friend’s.
“Nah.” Catie grinned and grabbed her own margarita. “Not when it comes to sex.”
“Even though that was fun.” Dee twirled the stem of her glass as her eyes met Catie’s. “I still wish I had a man.” She sighed. “Like Jake.”
“Or Jess.” Catie winked. “Having an orgasm is fun anytime. But there’s just something about a man , you know.”
“Uh-huh.” With a sigh of contentment, Dee looked up at the star-filled sky. “His hard, muscular body. The way he felt when I dug my nails into his skin. His weight against mine and his masculine smell.” She turned to her friend and smiled. “And how good it felt when he was deep inside me.”
Catie grinned and flicked water at Dee. “You’ve got it bad, girlfriend.”
Dee splashed water back. “I do not. I’m not going down that road again.”
Rolling her eyes, Catie replied, “Yeah. Sure.”
“Don’t even go there.” Dee turned her gaze back to the stars. She might enjoy fantasizing about Jake, but that’s all it would ever be. Fantasy.
* * * * *
Dee finished applying her mascara and studied her reflection. In just an hour she would be at the rodeo dance in Jake’s arms…for only one dance. That was it. And then she would go home—and more than likely dig out one of her vibrators.
She usually kept her makeup light and natural so that it hardly looked like she was wearing any. But tonight she’d gone all out—her cheekbones appeared higher, her eyes wider, and her lips more full and sensual. She’d pulled back her hair and swept it up with a pearl comb, auburn ringlets spilling out the top in wild disarray and giving her that sexy just-got-out-of-bed look.
When she’d gone shopping with Catie yesterday, they’d found the perfect outfit. The ivory halter dress was gorgeous and made Dee feel slightly dangerous and very naughty. Sheer netting rose from just above her