Then that made them even, as she had a way of making him feel like a superhero. He put his hands out to her. “Come here.”

She shook her head, the curls she’d put in her silky blond hair swaying against her shoulders. “Not yet.”

“Why not?”

“You are wearing too many clothes.”

“And you don’t want to unwrap me?” he teased.

“Another time.”

“You want me to undress for you.”

“You know I do.”

He did. If he had a tendency to unwrap her like a gift, she made no bones about the fact she got a lot of pleasure out of watching him undress.

He didn’t have to do anything corny, like try to emulate a male stripper. Simply removing his clothes in his regular, methodical way could get her color up and turn her breathing erratic.

shirt that felt as constricting as a straightjacket. He toed his shoes and socks off, then his slacks slid down his hips

played this

offering himself for her pleasure. “How’s

still wearing one last bit.” A knowing smile teased her bow-shaped lips. She liked that last barrier to full

“It’s less than you.”

her chin as if she was thinking that over. Then she shrugged and bent forward, giving him a tempting view of

garters and looked up at him, sensual

he did. Without answering, he crossed the distance between them and then dropped to his knees in

your

he did so. He did the other leg before returning to the original stocking to roll it down her

Her voice was as hushed as

her last stocking and then caressed up and

out as her

arm around her waist to help

and he’d loved it, but the stiffened fabric had never had anything unyielding sewn in its lining to give it form like

They’re metal stays,” she managed to say between

wrapped his hands around her corseted waist, unexpectedly turned on even more by how it felt. “We’re courting danger here. If

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