Menage: All Night Rodeo

"You still don't know, do you?" Michael's eyes met hers, his fiery gaze searching for the answer. "Don't know what?" Julia replied. But as she spoke, Michael's hand reached the top of her thigh and he hovered there. Julia wasn't sure what possessed her in that moment, but she didn't pull away. Instead, she spread her thighs slightly-just enough to let Michael know that she didn't want him to stop.
She'd never been so bold in her life, encouraging a near-stranger like this in the middle of an empty field. But she'd spent nearly every minute since she'd arrived home on fire, frustratingly aroused, and her body wasn't going to pass up the opportunity to take the edge off. She couldn't help it. Michael remained still, and she parted her...