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.

out of his jacket and letting it lie where it fell on the floor. His tie came next, then the dress shirt that felt as constricting as a straightjacket. He toed his shoes and socks off, then his slacks

played this

arms out, offering

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

“It’s less than you.”

that over. Then she shrugged and bent forward, giving him a tempting view

stopped with her hands on one of her garters and looked up at him, sensual invitation glowing brightly in her azure eyes. “Did you

them and then dropped to

caveman. Unwrap your very

her shapely limb through the soft stocking as he did so. He did the other leg before returning to the original stocking to roll it down her thigh, over

voice was as hushed as his

her last stocking and then caressed up and down her legs.

as

her waist to help her stand. “Is that

type of thing before and he’d loved it, but the stiffened fabric had never had anything unyielding sewn in its lining to

stays,” she managed to say between

around her corseted waist, unexpectedly turned on even more by how it felt. “We’re courting danger here. If I come in my briefs, blame

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