"That’s three more spanks," he smirked. "We are in agreement?" She nodded, pressing her lips together tightly and her eyes rolled backwards as she felt a sharp tug at her nipple and the sensation of his calloused fingers sliding inside of her. In, out, and in again, and oh god, there was his thumb swiping across her clit. In, out, in, curving, holy fucking hell. She definitely did not hold that mewl in as he pulsed his fingertips against her G-spot, stroking the underside of her breast and flicking across her nipple. She made a fist with her hand and pressed the flesh of her forefinger against her teeth as she struggled to remain silent throughout the onslaught. Even so, she lost count of how many sounds she made as he played her body like a bloody fiddle, looking for all the world like he was bored half to death as he waited for their food to come. "The server is on his way," he whispered. "You’d better hurry up if you don’t want to give him a hell of a show." 