Page 18 of Broken Rules

“I don’t know if I can.”Her arm fell from around his neck into her lap, her fingers curling into her palms.

His hold on her waist tightened, then loosened.His right hand covered her breast.“What am I doing?”

“Caressing my breast.”

“What does it feel like?”

She wrinkled her nose.“Good.”

“I know you can do better than that, sweetheart.”When she didn’t answer, he continued.“Close your eyes and rest your head on my shoulder again.Talk to me, don’t censor yourself.There’s nothing you can say that will make me walk away from you.”

Becca wasn’t sure about that.She took a deep breath, laid her head back on his shoulder, and closed her eyes.She let her mind empty of all her negative thoughts and concentrated on Tyler’s hand on her breast, his arm around her waist, his breath against her skin.

Oh, my…Her nerves were alive and moving under her skin, coming alive and enjoying his touch.She hadn’t felt like this since…Tyler in college.“Your caress is tender, not too hard, but not too soft.”Shivers of excitement tingled along her spine.It had been so long.“Ohhhh.”The noise escaped her when he pinched her nipple.A surge of arousal hit her.

His lips brushed her temple.“If something I do hurts, or you don’t like it, let me know.”

“Okay.”She squirmed against him when he cupped left breast with his other hand.Lightning coursed through her body as he caressed, plucked, and played with her nipples.She wanted more.She wanted his bare skin against hers.

“Touch me,” she begged.

“I am.”

“No.”She shook her head trying to find the words.“Really touch me.I want your hands on my bare skin.I want to feel your fingers pinch my nipples.”Heat spread as she spoke.This was unexpected but welcome.

“Your wish is my command.”He slid his hands from her breasts to her abdomen and pushed up the hem of her shirt.“Lean forward for me, sweetheart.”

She did as he asked, and at the same time realized she usually objected to anyone calling her sweetheart.

But coming from Tyler, she liked it.He said it in a soft, sexy voice that made her toes curl.He slid her shirt up and over her head, discarding it on the blanket.

His fingers trailed up her spine, tracing a light path until he found the hooks on her bra.With deft movements, he released the hooks, and the bra joined her shirt on the blanket.The soft fabric of his shirt caressed her back as he settled her against his body.

His hands stilled against her belly.“Better?”

“Yes.The air is dancing over my skin.”Now that the words flowed from her, she wouldn’t stop them.“My nipples are getting hard, begging for your touch.”

“I see.”He traced her areola with the pad of his finger, sending heat coursing through her body.“You have beautiful breasts.So full, and your nipples… I can’t wait to put clamps on them.”

A zing of arousal flowed to her pussy, and moisture collected in her panties.“Clamps?”Why did the thought excite her?

“Would you like that?”He teased her with the tip of his nail, lightly scraping across her taut nipple.

“I’m not sure.”

Angie dragged her into an adult store once.There, Becca saw nipple clamps, but they looked more like torture devices than something for pleasure.She had tried out a set of nipple rings, and liked the feeling of them…

Until her then-boyfriend saw them and freaked out.

Tyler tweaked her nipple, bringing her attention back to the present.“You’re thinking too hard.”

“How did you know that?”Could she not keep a single secret from him?

“You tensed.What were you thinking about?”

Becca bit her lower lip.“My best friend, Angie, took me to an adult shop once.”

“When was that?”

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