His gaze went to her breasts. “It's a very pleasing impression, Javen.”
“Well, I'm not going to have you staring at my breasts all day.”
“What if I promise not to stare?”
“I wouldn't believe you,” she told him.
He laughed. “Okay, but I think you should know that if you put on a bra, you're going to greatly diminish my pleasure in the day.”
She smiled. “I'm sure you'll learn to cope.”
“My coping skills are almost nonexistent,” he warned. “You could really be damaging my psyche if you put on a bra. You wouldn't want to do that, would you?”
“You can hardly expect me to flop around like this all day.”
“Can't I? Why not?”
The sexual banter excited her. “Because sooner or later you'd be tempted to touch.”
“Why would that be so bad? Are they off limits?”
The huskily voiced questions sent a coil of heat all through her. “You don't think I plan to let you play with my breasts on a first date, do you?”
“Well, not before we've been introduced. But afterwards, why not?”
“Introduce you?”
“Yes. I'd love to meet them in their natural, unencumbered state.”
Her nipples hardened, her face flushed, and a surge of desire sizzled through her. She wet her lips. “Believe me, I will introduce you.”
“There's no time like the present.”
She shook her head. “The living room is to your right, the balcony just beyond that. Make yourself comfortable and I'll be back in about twenty minutes.”
“Wait a minute. If I've embarrassed you or overstepped the boundaries, I --”
“I'll let you know when you overstep them,” she said.
He grinned. “So? Can I say a quick hello to the lovelies before you put them away?”
Her stomach muscles tightened, and heat and dampness rushed to her pussy. “That would be a very bad idea.”
“I think it would be a great idea. I only want to say hello.”
“With your eyes? Or with your hands and mouth?”
He raked a hand through his hair. “Does it matter?”
She'd always done what was expected of her. She'd never felt truly free to surrender to what her aunt would call her baser instincts. After all, not many parents at the private school where she taught would welcome an adventurous grade-school teacher instructing their children.
She savored the idea of doing the unexpected. The thought of him touching her breasts on a first date sent a surge of sexual hunger all through her. Just once, it might be exhilarating to do something wild and unexpected... like “introducing” her breasts to this handsome man who excited her sexual passions as no other man ever had. She felt almost lightheaded with a surge of primal animal passion. Without stopping to consider the consequences, she lifted her top and revealed her breasts.
He sucked in a breath. “Oh... damn... they're large.”
The breath caught in her throat. “Do you... like large breasts?”
He lifted his gaze briefly to hers. “Ever met a man who didn't?”
“As you can see... without a bra... they sag in the most awful way.”
“Awful way? Are you kidding? They're beautiful.”
“You... think so? Don't most men like those round, perfectly portioned globes --?”
“I don't know what most men like. I only know what I like, and I love what I'm seeing. Can I touch them?”
Her stomach muscles tightened. This nonsense of baring her breasts for him had gone far enough. Yet the raw sexual tension between them overwhelmed her. She wet her lips and whispered one word: “Please.”
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