Page 19 of Tease Me

I tossed my unfinished wrap into the bag and nestled my coffee in the sand so it didn’t fall over. Then I turned to Henry and placed my hand on his thigh.

He blinked at me, then shook his head. “We weren’t exactly dating. But . . .” He put his hand over mine. “Would you be interested in ticking off another bucket list item for me?”

“Do I have to get my shirt off?”

He burst out laughing. “Well, technically, no.”

“Technically? Sounds cryptic.”

Henry had the most beautiful smile. Maybe as an older man, he’d masteredhow to showa genuine smile, utilizing all his facial muscles. His smile melted my heart.

“Okay,” he said. “I’m just going to say it. I’ve never told anyone this before.”

“Sounds interesting.”

He rolled his eyes. “Kim and I lost our virginity to each other. Right here under the tree.”

“Oooh, you naughty boy.” I slapped his thigh.

He shook his head. “Well, that’s just it.I wasa boy,just sixteen, and I had no idea what I was doing.I didn’t do the right thing by Kim, by any means, and well”—he cocked his head—“I always felt guilty that her first sexual experience wasterriblyunsatisfying.”

“Sounds exactly like my first experience.”

“Really?” Concern drilled into his features.

I shrugged. “Unfortunately. We were both drunk. To be honest, I’m not one hundred percent sure we even had sex.”

He laughed. “I bet many people have had that experience.”

“So, what’s this bucket list item then?”

He held his palms wide, taking in our scenery. “I’d like to give this spot a better memory. Would you let me take you to the limit, right here, out in the open?”

My insides turned to jelly at his proposal. I put my finger to my cheek and rolled my eyes to the tree canopy, acting all coy. “Hmmm, let me think about that . . . okay.”

He laughed and pulled me in for a hug. “You’re amazing.”

I listened to his steady heartbeat. “We haven’t done it yet.”

“I already know you’re amazing.”

“Thank you.”

He let me go and looked into my eyes, right into mysoul.“That’s better.”

Icrinkledmy nose at him. “So, how do we do this?Wantme to take my top off?”

His eyes lit up, and he chuckled. “I’d love you to.”

Crossing my legs to sit upright, I shrugged out of my blazer, scarf, and T-shirtthenreached behind my back and flicked off my bra.The pearls flopped between my breasts, and I went to remove them, but Henry clutched my hand. “Leave them.”

The air wascool, and my nipples tingled and hardened in the slight breeze. Henry reached between us and cupped my left breast with his warm palm. The expression of pure concentration on his face made him look as if he’d never caressed a breast before, and I wondered if he was reliving a childhood memory.

He leaned forward and sucked my nipple into his mouth, first one, then he drifted over to the other, paying impeccable attention to each breast. His breathing intensified, as did mine, and I was both delighted and amazed at how swiftly he produced my arousal.

A sweet shiver rolled over my clit as he eased me back onto the picnic blanket. Henry kneeled at my side, his eyes driven with desire as he slotted the pearls back between my breasts, then he trailed his finger from my left nipple to my right, down to circle my belly button, and back up again. Tiny goose pimples prickled my skin as my nipples grew so hard they hurt.

I arched my back, and he leaned forward again, and I ran my fingers through his thick salt-and-pepper hair as he licked, nipped, and sucked my breasts, giving them atrulyaward-winning tongue lashing. My head rolled to the side, and through my lust-filled gaze, I saw another boat in the distance, puttering past, completely unaware of the erotic show going on in these bushes.

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