Page 111 of Tease Me

He stepped aside, and with his hand on the small of my back, he guided me into his room. “I thought we’d take advantage of the wonderful view upstairs.”

“Sounds perfect.”

He led me to the spiral stairs. “After you.”

Halfway up the steps, Henry cupped my bottom. “Hey.” I giggled. “That’s a bit cheeky.”

“It’s the perfect amount of cheeky if you ask me.”

I laughed, and he laughed with me. Henry made me glow inside and out.

At the top of the stairs, I stepped into the glassed-in room and admired the spectacular viewthat spannedthe dark blue ocean as far as I could see. Henry led the way through the glass door and held it open for me.A stainless-steel ice bucket with a champagne bottle inside nestled alongside the spathat was bubblingaway with a low hum.

Henry curled his arm around my waist, and we walked together to the glass wall that allowed us to see an enormous stretch of beach. Our fingers entwined, and we stood side by side, taking in the glorious panorama. The sunwas hiddenbehind the abundant high-rises, but its long rays cast between the buildings to layer the beach in alternating gold and dark stripes. Whitecaps on the waves rolled into the shore, crashing over hundreds of people still swimming in the shallows.

We stood for a while, just taking in the view, and I felt so comfortable with this gorgeous man at my side. It was easy tobe fooledinto thinking we’d known each other forever.

I sighed with contentment. “It’s so beautiful.”

Henry positioned himself behind me, put his arms around my waist, and I tilted my head back onto his shoulder, offering him my neck. He pressed delicate kisses up my flesh that triggered delicious pulses that ran through me. “You’re beautiful.”

I turned and looked into his eyes. Henry was the epitome of tall, dark, and handsome. He waseasilymovie-star material. His features werefineand perfectly symmetrical, from his elegant nose to expressive blue eyesthatwereframedwith thick, dark lashes.

The wayhe looked at me made me believe that all my dreams had come true. Henry wasthe one who was beautiful, but as he’d taught me many times over, I simply said, “Thank you.”

“Do you fancy a dip in the spa?”

“But I didn’t bring my bathers.”

“Exactly.”

I giggled. “Oh, yay.” The prospect of finally seeing my suave tutor naked made my insides dance.

He curled his hands under my knitted top and glided his fingers up my waist. My nipples hardened as I waited for his reaction to me not wearing a bra. And what a reaction it was. As he cupped my breasts, his eyes widened, and his pupils grew enormous. His groin grew, too, and I reached down and rolled my fingers over his pants.

Henry removed my top, and as I stood there, naked from the waist up, he stepped back, and his chest rose and fell as he devoured me with his gaze. His tongue glided over his lips, and when our eyes met, a delirious sense of knowing crossed between us. He caressed my breast and bent over to glide his tongue over my nipple. Just when I thought that delicate bud couldn’t get anyharder, it did.

Henry pleasured my breasts, first my right, then my left, taking his time with each and building layer upon layer of lust inside me. I drove my fingers through his thick hair and pulled on a handful as he sucked my nipple over and over.

“Oh, Henry.” His name felt so perfect whispering off my lips, and when he pulled back to look into my eyes, I knew he’d enjoyed the sound of it, too.

He led me to the deck chair and indicated that I should sit. With my foot up on his thigh, Henry undid the buckle at my ankle and glided my stiletto off. Repeating the move with my other shoe, hethenrolled his knuckle up my instep. It was both ticklish and delightful.

“You even have beautiful feet.”

I giggled, and when he helped me to stand again, I decided it was my turn to remove some of his clothes. I reached for his shirt buttons, and with Henry watching my fingers, I gradually revealed the incredible body I knew was there.AsI ran my hands over his torso, Henry savored my neck again.While he glided kisses from my shoulder to my ear, I ran my fingers around his nipples, drawing them out to rock-hard pebbles.

I removed his jacket and shirt, tossed them onto the deck chair, and stepped back to examine every exposed inch of my gorgeous man. “You’re very handsome, Mr. Addison.”

His brilliant smile made him even more stunning.

His fingers found the button on my jeans, and following his move, I did the same to him. Then, as if perfectly choreographed, we both stepped back and took ourownpants off.In a flash,we stood opposite each other, wearing nothing but our underpants.A cool breeze teased my flesh, hardening my nipples even more.

Henry’s erection threatened to burst from the navy jockey undies, and I stepped forward, ready to release that beast. But Henry stepped back. “Not yet.”

“But I want to.” I offered my best sad face.

He chuckled. “Patience.”

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