Page 107 of Tame Me

The shoes had been a purchase made during my post-Billy breakup shopping spree with Lolita. Their price had been slashed by sixty percent.

I reflected on my earlier thoughts about fate.

If I hadn’t broken up with Billy and gone shopping with Lolita, I may never have seen these shoes. It was a shallow thought, but as this was the very last chapter in my sexual challenge, I wanted to focus on all the positives.

I wanted the best night ever, and with Henry as my final man, I believed it would be.

But although I was sad my challenge was over. I was glad too. It was time to look to my immediate future. A future without Memphis.

A future where I was Jane.

Confident, sexy, empowered Jane.

I scrutinized my reflection and saw the sexual diva I’d become. Reaching into my bra, I plumped up my boobs and tugged my zipper down a fraction to show off more cleavage.

Now I was a smokin’ hot sexual diva. My smile was huge as I glided on my favorite Bobbi Brown retro red lippy. I tugged on my trench coat, grabbed my bag, and headed out the door.

Not having Needledick to worry about was a blessing, but I did acknowledge that I looked rather strange in my trench coat in the middle of summer. I only had to go to the floor below, so hopefully I’d make it to Henry’s door unnoticed.

I did. And outside his room, I removed my coat, draped it over my arm, pulled back my shoulders, thrust my boobs forward, rolled the zipper down my cleavage even more to show a tease of the red lace bra, and knocked.

My heart pulsed a steady beat as I waited out the silence, but when my suave tutor opened the door, and his jaw dropped, the beat skipped to a funky dance.

Henry was in a casual yet stylish plain white button-up shirt that had a couple of buttons undone at the top, and he wore it out over khaki chinos. I was reminded once again, that Henry was a man who was at the top of his game, and it was delightful to be here with him.

“Who do we have here?” His cheeky grin was stunning.

I curtsied. “Nurse Jane, at your service.”

I strode past him, trailing my fingers over his chest, and walked to the table. I folded my coat over the back of a chair, tossed my bag onto the glass tabletop, and when I turned, my breath caught at how magnificent Henry was. My suave tutor was all class. His smile was stunning as he strolled to me, but most of all, it was his eyes that captured my attention as they devoured me with their intensity.

When his hand caressed my hip, I melted beneath his touch. As he reached for the zipper nestled between my breasts, his tongue glided across his bottom lip, leaving moisture in its wake. He pulled the zipper down an inch, revealing more of my lingerie. His eyes bounced up from my boobs and met mine.

His pupils were huge, just about swallowing his light blue irises and highlighting the intensity that simmered below the surface.

He curled his fingers around my neck, and I tilted my head back slightly, parted my lips, closed my eyes, and silently begged him to kiss me.

A heartbeat later, my wish was granted. It wasn’t the usual gentle Henry kiss—this one was heated, loaded with passion as our tongues probed each other. I reached for his chest, found his pecs, and flicked my thumbs over his hard nipples.

We eased apart, and I turned my attention to his neck and sucked his earlobe into my mouth.

“Oh, Jane,” he whispered.

He tugged my zipper, and I pulled back from his neck, eager to watch his eyes as he gradually revealed my body. The fabric burst apart with each inch he lowered it.

He paused at my belly button, leaned in, and as he ran his tongue over the mounds of my beasts, I clawed my nails through his hair and closed my eyes.

This very simple move captured me in so many ways. Henry was a master at taking me to another world. My flesh came alive, ignited with passion.

Gliding my hand down his torso, I ran my fingers over the bulge in his pants. Henry reached into my bra and eased my left boob over the lace. It was a little uncomfortable but totally worth it when he sucked my nipple into his mouth.

I glided my palm up his cock, enjoying the feel of it growing and stiffening beneath my touch.

He groaned and stepped back. “Jane.”

“Yes.” I tugged my lip into my mouth and slowly released it.

“I have a little Christmas present for you.”

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