Page 77 of Tempt Me

He grabbed my hand and pulled me to the bed so we sat side by side. With his fingers driven between his knees, he clenched his jaw, like he was trying not to throw up.

Oh jeez. What sort of favor does he want from me?

Chapter Twenty-Three

I placed my hand on David’s knee, and he flinched.What the hell?

“Sorry. It’s just . . . I get so nervous around women.” He wriggled on the bed like his ass was on fire.

“I can see that. Just relax.”

“That’s just it. I’ve . . . I’ve . . . oh God.” He closed his eyes, and as he rolled his head back to the ceiling, his Adam’s apple bobbed up and down again.

I squeezed his thigh. “It’s okay; you can tell me anything. We’re complete strangers, and I won’t judge you.” All of a sudden, I was a psychologist, and it felt so right.

He huffed out a breath. “I had sex.”

I just about burst out laughing but resisted and patted his leg instead. “Fantastic.”

“Twice,” he blurted.

“Look at you go, you sexy devil. I bet it was good.”

“Well, you see, that’s the problem. I was . . . I was too quick, and the poor ladies . . .

I, I?—”

“Do you want me to teach you things you can do for them?”

David’s eyes dazzled in the morning sun. “Would you . . . teach me how to make a woman orgasm?”

Hell yes!

God, I love being Memphis.

I stood and eased my knees between his. With my hands on his cheeks, I drew his eyes to mine. “I’m going to show you a couple of moves that will have women lining up.”

He gasped for breath, and I leaned down to kiss him. My world tilted into a blaze of lust as our lips met. This was the first man I’d wanted to kiss since my fiancé had cheated on me, and I was so ready. His lips were supple and soft.

As I tilted my head, I parted my lips, letting him know he could explore, and his tongue entered my mouth. I tasted peppermint as our tongues moved in an exquisite tango. I drove my fingers through his thick hair, and as our breathing became fervid, I pushed my tongue into his mouth, wanting to taste more of him.

Remembering my role as a teacher before I got too carried away, I eased back, cupped his hands again, and watched as the erotic haze ebbed from his eyes. “You’re an incredible kisser.”

He blinked. “Really?”

“Start with that, and you’ll drive a woman wild.”

I turned my back to him and raised my hair above the knot of my halter neck. “Undo my dress, please.” His fingers were delicate on my neck, and the dress fell over my breasts to stop at my waist.

Stepping forward, I kept my back to David. “Stand up and curl your arms around to cup my breasts.”

The warmth of his chest caressed my back as his hands curled under my breasts. My nipples were already rising to his touch. “You can kiss me all along here.” I ran my finger up and down my neck.

His breathing increased as his lips trailed little kisses from my ear to the base of my neck and back again. I cupped my hands over his, showing him how hard he could squeeze my boobs. He was a quick learner, and his touch had shivers tingling my skin.

A groan tumbled from his throat, and I leaned my head back, offering him more of my neck.

“Squeeze my nipples.”

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