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“But my little pervert likes to be exposed publicly,” he whispers, thrusting his hips hard against my ass.

“Karl!” I yell. “Not here. They’ll see us.” But despite my protest, my nipples harden painfully against the dress. Why’d I have to go braless tonight? It’s all too much, and I know I don’t have the will to stop this and run back to the villa.

Behind me, Karl unbuckles his pants to release his erection, taking care that the skirt of my dress covers both of us. My back still pressed to his chest, he orders me to kneel up just a little so two long fingers can scoop the fabric of my thong and pull it to the side to make room for him. “You’re so wet, baby,” he moans with pleasure.

Gently, he eases me down onto him. Anyone watching us would think we’re just admiring the moonscape ahead of us. My breath is coming in so hard, I can hardly hear the water.

“Yes,” Karl whispers into my ear—thick fingers curling around my jaw. “My little pervert. You like this, don’t you? You like feeling exposed? It excites you.”

I nod. “Yes.”

I try to ride him, using my legs for momentum, but he stills me. “No,” he orders. “You can’t ride so high; they’ll see us. Move slowly, doll.”

I glance over at the group with panic, but they’re all engaged in their own debauchery. Geraldo is making out with his boyfriend and Fernanda is watching them while the rest of the group is singing, not caring what they all do.

Because I can’t ride him, I grind against him, small circles with my hips that hopefully aren’t too noticeable to any potential onlookers.

This is so reckless. What if he was recognized and someone took a photo?

“Relax, doll,” he whispers near my ear as if he can sense my worries. “You need to let go. We’re both covered with your dress, and it’s so dark. No one can see under it. Let go, doll. Let go and come for me.”

I take a deep breath and try to relax, but my heart keeps pounding with excitement. How did I go from being a virgin one day to getting a taste for indecent public exposure the next? Whatever the hell it is, it’s hot as all fuck.

“I need you to touch my nipples,” I breathe out, feeling the fabric graze them as if the nerves were on fire.

Instead, Karl grips my waist tightly. “I can’t, doll. That’d be too obvious.”

The need to ride harder is extreme, and I can’t take it much longer. Onlookers be damned because I need that delicious friction. Just picturing the thick veins along his shaft creating resistance as he enters me is enough to send me over the edge. Three quick hard thrusts, and I clench around him with my release. My pussy convulses around him with my orgasm while he holds me tight to him.

“Fuck, Lola,” he gurgles out. “Just—holy fuck.”

I feel his dick twitch inside me when he comes, he’s breathing hard as his chest expands against my back. “My little pervert,” he whispers. “My little sex doll.” He bites my shoulder blade playfully. “I love you so fucking much.”

I give him time to zip up again before I turn around to face him, still straddling him.

“I love you too, but, um . . . Karl, that was really reckless.”

He smiles at me. “It was. And exciting.”

His grin is so wide, I laugh. “You’re dumb.”

“Marry me anyway.”

This time, when I answer him, I answer with all my heart. “Yes.”

41

KARL

Within one week of breaking the news to Elena and Roger, the entirety ofIndustrial November, Sofia, Addy, and their entourage descend upon Acapulco. Their collective travel doesn’t go unnoticed by media outlets, and sightings of the band in Acapulco have alerted the Mexican media that, I too, must be here in Acapulco.

Within a day, I was made, despite the haircut.

I made sure they brought Matt, Lola’s bodyguard along, now that the world knows that she and I are here. Of course, they brought Pix with them. Lola and I had been missing her immensely. Lola cried when she first saw her and then had a full-blown meltdown, bawling her eyes out, when she saw Sofia and Addy.

Mariscos Elenais booming with business. Elena has been ecstatic, claiming the attention from the band’s fans has driven even more business than spring break.

She hired two more cooks and three more waitresses despite it being the off-season when job opportunities start to dwindle.


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