Fingering on the dance floor

"Wow," you say as Kate grinds against you. "I knew you were sexy, but this is something else."

"You haven't seen nothing yet, boy," Kate says.

"I can't believe you aren't all sweaty," you say.

"I'm plenty wet where it counts." Kate doesn't look at you, keeping her eyes down like the tease that she is. She grabs your hands and wraps them around her waist. "Believe me."

You stiffen even more, pressing your erection between Kate's ass. "I think I'll check," you say, thankful that she's wearing a loose, flowing dress tonight. You reach down and press the hem of her dress up, closer to her hips, as you search for her panties.

You are amazed to find that Kate is not wearing any. "You..." you mutter into her ear, a smile on your face.

"I got rid of them not long after we split up from the main group," Kate whispers. "More comfortable this way. Do you like what you... feel?"

True to her word, Kate is very wet where it counts. You can feel the wetness on the inside of her legs, and as you run your fingers between her lips, you find them getting even wetter. "Fuck yeah I do," you say.

"Let me taste your fingers," she commands.

You pull your hand out from under her dress and feed your fingers to her, pressing the lower part of your arm against her breasts. She licks them and bites them, leaving little marks on your knuckles. "Delicious," she says. "I bet you taste just as good."

"Maybe," you say. "I think you'll have to see for yourself, won't you?"