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the two sides apart. “My, my, Megan, I thought you were all that back in school, but shit . I think you’re hotter now. Hiding all this under such conservative clothes. ” He moved his hands to her shoulders and brushed the blouse back so that it slid down her arms where it bunched at her bent elbows. She pulled her hands away from his hair so it could fall to the floor.
As his words sunk in, she found herself growing nervous again . He was comparing her to the way she’d been in high school, just like she’d been doing with him. What if he was unimpressed? What if he wished… ?
Her thoughts were broken off as his hands moved to the bra snaps located between her shoulder blades. She remembered how the young version of Tyler had fumbled with her bra for a solid five minutes before getting all the snaps undone, but older Tyler seemed far too suave to have an article of clothing give him any trouble. She felt the last snap give way to his fingers as her bra relaxed around her middle and he coaxed it off her with his hands, pulling it forward off her shoulders and arms, letting it drop to the floor next to her blouse .
So as his lips moved over her left breast toward her nipple, she moved her hands back to his hair, willing herself to relax and give in fully to what promised to be a night of pure pleasure. She was almost able to do it too when his mouth fully enveloped her areola.
But then she asked him to stop.
Chapter Ten
“W AIT. STOP.” MEGAN heard the words emerge from her lips before she realized she was saying it. But she knew why. She felt pressured (but the pressure was only coming from herself), and it felt like they were moving way too fast. She wasn’t ready. Yeah, that nipple was, but…
Her words didn’t register with Tyler at first. The tip of her breast remained in the suction of his mouth for a few seconds after she said it, his tongue flicking the hard tip of her nipple. But then his tongue stopped moving and his mouth released her. He stood up, seeming to tower over her.
“Everything okay?”
She took a deep breath and forced herself to look him in the eyes. “I just need a little bit. I’m not ready yet.” She didn’t want to tell him the full onslaught of her emotions—j ust a little was enough.
He nodded. She couldn’t quite register what he was thinking, but at least he didn’t look angry. “Should I order up some champagne or anything?”
Megan shook her head. “No. I’ve already had way too much to drink tonight.”
“Coffee then?”
She felt a small laugh escape her lips. “No…” She didn’t know what would help.
“Backrub?”
“Maybe if we just talk awhile?”
He leaned over, scooping up her bra and blouse from the plush beige carpet beneath their feet and handing them to her. “Okay…we can do that.”
“Thanks,” she said, feeling naked all of a sudden. She felt like Eve in the Garden. She hadn’t felt weird about her nakedness until now. And she wasn’t even totally naked either. Still, she didn’t want to totally mock their progress, so she slipped the blouse on over her shoulders and buttoned just the top button. She hoped it gave him the impression it was meant to, that they were just at a pause in the evening’s activities, not an entire halt. “And , now that I think about it, a backrub sounds nice. M aybe later?”
Tyler grinned. “I can do that.” He picked his t-shirt up off the floor and then waved his hand toward the living room area. He cupped his crotch and adjusted, and Megan felt bad. She hadn’t known she’d already had hi m so worked up. She hoped she w ould feel confident enough to take care of him later.
She laid her bra on the arm of the couch and Tyler said, “This is a gas fireplace. I can start a fire. I know it’s July and all…”
“No, that sounds fun. It is kind of chilly in here.”
He threw his
As his words sunk in, she found herself growing nervous again . He was comparing her to the way she’d been in high school, just like she’d been doing with him. What if he was unimpressed? What if he wished… ?
Her thoughts were broken off as his hands moved to the bra snaps located between her shoulder blades. She remembered how the young version of Tyler had fumbled with her bra for a solid five minutes before getting all the snaps undone, but older Tyler seemed far too suave to have an article of clothing give him any trouble. She felt the last snap give way to his fingers as her bra relaxed around her middle and he coaxed it off her with his hands, pulling it forward off her shoulders and arms, letting it drop to the floor next to her blouse .
So as his lips moved over her left breast toward her nipple, she moved her hands back to his hair, willing herself to relax and give in fully to what promised to be a night of pure pleasure. She was almost able to do it too when his mouth fully enveloped her areola.
But then she asked him to stop.
Chapter Ten
“W AIT. STOP.” MEGAN heard the words emerge from her lips before she realized she was saying it. But she knew why. She felt pressured (but the pressure was only coming from herself), and it felt like they were moving way too fast. She wasn’t ready. Yeah, that nipple was, but…
Her words didn’t register with Tyler at first. The tip of her breast remained in the suction of his mouth for a few seconds after she said it, his tongue flicking the hard tip of her nipple. But then his tongue stopped moving and his mouth released her. He stood up, seeming to tower over her.
“Everything okay?”
She took a deep breath and forced herself to look him in the eyes. “I just need a little bit. I’m not ready yet.” She didn’t want to tell him the full onslaught of her emotions—j ust a little was enough.
He nodded. She couldn’t quite register what he was thinking, but at least he didn’t look angry. “Should I order up some champagne or anything?”
Megan shook her head. “No. I’ve already had way too much to drink tonight.”
“Coffee then?”
She felt a small laugh escape her lips. “No…” She didn’t know what would help.
“Backrub?”
“Maybe if we just talk awhile?”
He leaned over, scooping up her bra and blouse from the plush beige carpet beneath their feet and handing them to her. “Okay…we can do that.”
“Thanks,” she said, feeling naked all of a sudden. She felt like Eve in the Garden. She hadn’t felt weird about her nakedness until now. And she wasn’t even totally naked either. Still, she didn’t want to totally mock their progress, so she slipped the blouse on over her shoulders and buttoned just the top button. She hoped it gave him the impression it was meant to, that they were just at a pause in the evening’s activities, not an entire halt. “And , now that I think about it, a backrub sounds nice. M aybe later?”
Tyler grinned. “I can do that.” He picked his t-shirt up off the floor and then waved his hand toward the living room area. He cupped his crotch and adjusted, and Megan felt bad. She hadn’t known she’d already had hi m so worked up. She hoped she w ould feel confident enough to take care of him later.
She laid her bra on the arm of the couch and Tyler said, “This is a gas fireplace. I can start a fire. I know it’s July and all…”
“No, that sounds fun. It is kind of chilly in here.”
He threw his
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