Chapter 72
“What are you doing little mate,” Xander whispered, as his expression darkened a little bit.
“What do you think I am doing,” I asked him in return.
I reached out for his tie and rolled it in my fingers, I let the tie drop and ran my hands over his chest.
I was straddling Xander, and by this, my dress was hitched up on my ass.
I rubbed my panty-clad pussy on his crotch.
He groaned.
“Are you not afraid that somebody might see us,” he whispered, in his husky voice.
“There is no one here,” I assured him.
“There is. Mason and Daisy, they both are here,” he said as he squeezed my ass in his hand.
“You are damping the mood, Xander.” I scolded him.
He chuckled, then my eyes widened with shock and fear, as we heard the footsteps and a grumbling voice.
I shrieked, and slid down under the table, between his legs.
Xander snapped at Mason, “What happened?”
“Why are you grumbling, I came here to eat dinner.” he snorted.
I took advantage of his distraction and decided to tease Xander, he always had c
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