** Harper **
Thank God that their innocent audience had gone all the way to the other side of the booths now, giving Harper a chance to catch her breath in a shaky staccato of puffs. She leaned bonelessly against Eli's chest, letting him steady her wobbly legs as she rode out the residual tremors rippling through her body.
It wasn't till then that she remembered the presence of that hard bulge wedged behind her, seemingly still growing harder by the moment.
"Oh … we didn't pick a booth that came with costumes for you as well, did we?" The thought came to her a little too late. "I suppose we'll have to make do with a topless — or bottomless — shot that shows off all those muscles again."
Looping her hand behind her, she reached for his belt. But she was surprised when Eli caught her hand.
