They had barely said a word to each other since walking out of Stevie's room. If it were any other man, she doubted, she would have gone out with him again. There was just something about Lindsey that attracted her to him so, but she hadn't figured it out what it was yet. He was playing with her and she let him.
As they were walking together, the same path as the other night, still without an exact point to get to, Lindsey's arm was firmly wrapped around Stevie's waist and she had no intention of pulling away from him. She didn't think, she was the only one, who felt that pull. He wouldn't be with her if she was. Then why was he playing so hard to get? He had already let her in on his plans, which involved him getting her naked. Her mind was racing, Stevie sighed, catching Lindsey's attention.
"You're awfully quiet." Lindsey stated, his arm moved up her back to hang around her shoulders, he pulled her in closer.
"I'm trying to understand, what it is that you want from me." Stevie replied, getting a whiff of his cologne as the light breeze blew her way.
"Haven't I been clear enough?"
"Hell no!" Stevie abruptly stopped, crossing her arms over her chest. "You did it again!"
"I did what again?" Lindsey asked as if he didn't already know.
"What kind of sick games are you into?" Stevie jabbed a finger into his chest.
Lindsey looked down and slowly brought his hand up, his fingers wrapped around her wrist and he lifted her hand up to his lips. "I believe, I have made myself perfectly clear." He disagreed with her earlier statement. "I want you, but I'm not sure you want me."
She scoffed, shaking her head, she withdrew her hand away from him. "Really? I practically fell on my knees in front of you, when you kissed me."
Lindsey shrugged, giving her a one sided smile, which she found to be irritatingly sexy. "We can arrange that."
"Oh my God, you're so frustrating!" Stevie turned and began walking away from him. "You're doing it again!"
Lindsey didn't rush to catch up with her. "Until I hear you say, you want me, I'm not going to take things any further."
His words made her slow down, but she didn't turn around to face him. "I thought, you were an expert on my relationship. I thought, I didn't need to spell it out for you."
"Well, I don't want to do anything that you'd regret." His voice sounded closer. "I want you to make that decision."
She felt his hands on her hips, she closed her eyes. He let them slowly slide up her front until he reached her breasts and he squeezed, careful not be too rough. He could feel her hardened nipples through her bra and he licked his lips, fantasizing about-
"I want you." Stevie interrupted his train of thought. "Everything you do, everything you say turns me on and I have no idea why."
He smiled behind her and brushed her hair away from her neck. His lips pressed to the skin of her neck and she moaned, actually considering of letting him feel the effect he had on her out there in public.
Then, like several times before already, Lindsey pulled away. Stevie instantly grew angry as she spun around and was ready to yell at him. "Not here." He said and reached for her hand. "I don't want to give anyone the slightest chance of seeing you."
"How do I know, you won't walk me back and leave? You're so good at that." Stevie looked up at him.
"I won't." He shook his head and pressed himself firmly against her. "You honestly believe I'd walk away after you did that to me?"
She couldn't say, she wasn't flattered, she hadn't even really done anything to him yet. "If you do leave me, I'm never speaking to you again."
"Trust me, baby, you'll be coming back for more." He winked and leaned in for a kiss.
