Chapter 274
**Sara**
I kissed him hungrily, tasting the anticipation on his lips. Our tongues danced for a moment, my body pressing into his. Just as his hands began to explore, I pulled back and stood up, leaving him breathless and reaching for more.
Tom's eyes widened in surprise, but I saw the fire there, the hunger. Good. Let him simmer a bit.
I took a step back, letting the music guide me again. This time, my hands roamed over the dress more purposefully. I toyed with the hem, lifting it slightly to give him a peek at my thighs before dropping it back down with a smirk.
"You like games, don't you?" I teased, running my fingers up my sides to cup my breasts through the fabric. I squeezed them together, letting out a soft moan that had his eyes darkening further.
"You're going to drive me insane," he muttered, shifting on the couch.
"That's the idea." I slid one strap of the dress off my shoulder, then the other. The fabric slipped down to reveal the lace bra beneath, my nipples already hard and pressing against the delicate material.
Tom's gaze was glued to my chest as I hooked a finger into one cup and pulled it down just enough to expose one nipple. I rolled it between my fingers, biting my lip at the sensation.
He groaned, his hand moving to adjust himself through his pants. "Sara..."
I pulled the other cup down slowly, revealing both breasts now. "Do you want to touch?"
"More than anything."
"Too bad." I laughed softly and turned around, giving him a view of my ass as I bent slightly forward. My hands slid up my thighs to hook into the panties' thin straps, pulling them higher and exposing more skin.
When I straightened up again and faced him, his eyes were wild with need. I sauntered closer until I was standing between his legs.
I reached down and grabbed his tie, yanking him forward so our faces were inches apart again. "Stay right there."
He nodded mutely, eyes locked on mine as I climbed onto his lap once more. This time, I let my knees rest on either side of him while keeping enough distance that he couldn't touch me unless I allowed it.
I took one of his hands and brought it up to my chest, letting him feel how hard my nipples were through the lace. His fingers flexed instinctively around them.
"Good boy," I whispered before pulling his hand away again.
With a wicked smile, I slid off his lap and stood before him once more. My hands went to the slit in the dress this time, pulling it open wider until he could see how wet those crotchless panties had made me.
Tom's breath hitched audibly as he stared at the exposed skin. His hand moved to rub himself through his pants again.
"Not yet," I chided gently. "You only get what I give you."
His groan of frustration was music to my ears. I turned around once more and bent over fully this time, giving him an unobstructed view of everything between my legs. I pretended to adjust one shoe strap again.
When I straightened up this time, I turned back around slowly. I deliberately drew out every movement, enjoying the way he watched me. I could see how close he was getting, all because of my teasing.
I smoothed my dress back down, adjusting the straps back onto my shoulders. "Well, that was fun." I stretched my arms over my head, faking a yawn. "But I think it's bedtime for me."
Tom's jaw dropped. "What?"
"You know how it is after a long day of shopping." I fought back a laugh at his stunned expression. "All that walking around, trying on clothes... really takes it out of a girl."
"You can't be serious." His voice cracked.
I headed toward the bedroom, swaying my hips. "Thanks for the wine!"
Before I could take another step, his arm snaked around my waist, pulling me backward. I landed in his lap with a squeal.
"Who said the show was over?" His breath tickled my ear.
I squirmed playfully. "Me! I'm exhausted. Do you know how many stores we went to today?"
"Funny, you didn't seem tired a minute ago when you were giving me a striptease."
"Second wind. Already gone." I tried to get up, but his grip tightened.
"Nice try, Sara." His lips brushed my neck. "But you don't get to wind me up like that and just walk away."
"Watch me." I wriggled free and darted toward the door, laughing.
His footsteps thundered behind me. "Oh, you're in trouble now."
I darted down the hallway, my heels clicking against the hardwood floor. My heart raced with excitement as I heard him gaining on me. Just as I reached for the bedroom doorknob, his arms wrapped around my waist, spinning me around.
"And where do you think you're going?" Tom's eyes sparkled with mischief.
I tried to keep a straight face. "To change out of this dress, obviously. Then straight to bed." I attempted to wiggle free, but his grip was firm.
"Is that so?" His eyebrow arched as he pressed me against the wall. "After that little performance, you think you're just going to walk away?"
"Mhmm." I nodded, fighting back a smile. "Like I said, shopping is exhausting. All those bags, all that walking..."
"Funny how you had enough energy for that show back there." His hands slid down to my hips. "Didn't seem tired at all when you were grinding on my lap."
"Well, a girl can get her second wind." I shrugged innocently. "And lose it just as quickly."
"Really?" He leaned closer, his breath hot against my neck. "Because I distinctly remember someone promising me the show of my life."
"Did I? Must have been the wine talking." I batted my eyelashes at him.
"The wine, huh?" His fingers traced the slit in my dress. "So you're telling me you want to change out of this dress and go straight to sleep?"
"Exactly!" I chirped, trying to duck under his arm. "So, if you'll excuse me..."
He caught me again, pulling me flush against his chest. "Not a chance."
"But I'm tired," I whined playfully, even as my body pressed closer to his.
"Liar." His voice dropped to a husky whisper. "Want to know how I can tell?"
I bit my lip to stop from grinning. "How?"
His hand slid up my thigh, finding the evidence of just how "tired" I wasn't. "That's how."
I shivered at his touch, trying to maintain my act. "That proves nothing. Maybe I just worked up a sweat from all that running."
"Running?" His fingers traced higher. "You mean this little escape attempt?"
"Exactly." My breath hitched as he found a particularly sensitive spot. "Very strenuous exercise."
"I thought professors were supposed to be smart." I pushed against his chest playfully. "Anyone can see I need my beauty sleep."
Tom's laugh rumbled through his chest. "Beauty sleep? After that show, did you just put on?"
"A girl's got to rest sometime."
"Rest later. Right now, I think someone needs to be taught a lesson about teasing."
"Me? Tease?" I gasped in mock offense. "I would never-"
His mouth crashed into mine, cutting off my protests. I melted into the kiss, forgetting all about my playful resistance.
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