“What part of your bare skin?” he asked with a small tsk. “Don’t you know that you have to be specific when making wishes? Otherwise, the genie is going to trick you. He’s not to be trusted.”

On the contrary, she trusted this genie with both her life and her body. She blushed at the thought of giving voice to exactly what she wanted him to do with the latter—that she wanted him to move his hand upward until he was cupping her breasts, or even to forgo a gentle exploration of her torso and slide his hand between her bare thighs. Sophie wasn’t squeamish about sex, but there was a difference between enjoying an act and making that request under the stark, open sky.

“Well?” he prodded. He knew how hard this was on her, the jerk, and was making it more difficult on purpose. With Harrison, she had the feeling every victory was going to have to be earned.

Challenge. Accepted.

She’d never felt so ready—so excited—at the prospect of battle.

“Lady,” she said, and arched her back against his hand’s taunting withdrawal. “And Tramp. I want you to touch Lady and the Tramp.”

His entire body stilled. For a brief moment, it was as though he’d turned to stone, pinning her to earth for all of eternity. It wasn’t as daunting a fate as it seemed, but she couldn’t help being relieved when he released a tortured groan.

“Please tell me those aren’t the names of your—”

“Tits?” she interrupted, pleased and surprised at how easily the syllable rolled off her tongue. “Yes, they are. Would you like to meet them? I warn you—Lady can be a bit shy. You may have to coax her out a little.”

The last of her inhibition fled as Harrison muttered something about the folly of falling into such an obvious honey trap. The idea intrigued her. She’d never been anything close to a honey trap before. But for this man, she was willing to try.

“Touch me, Harrison,” she said. “Anywhere and everywhere you want.”

“You’re going to be the death of me. You know that, right?”

His question was rhetorical. Without waiting for her to agree or argue, he dropped his lips to hers for another searing kiss. This one was accompanied by his hand sweeping past the soft swell of her stomach and heading straight for Lady. He had no way of knowing which breast was which, but it didn’t matter because he obviously planned on giving them both the same thorough treatment.