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"I know." She bit her lower Up. "I'll be brave."
"You don't have to look like that. It's not as if I'm asking you to take medicine. It'll be worth it, I promise."
She was doubtful. Colleen had never mentioned pain. But then, Colleen had never mentioned much of anything. Her entire discourse on the subject had been a smug reminder that it was something Megan was unlikely to ever know.
Justin pulled off her corset cover. She turned to let him tug the fabric down her arms. He started on the hooks down the front of her corset.
Wait until Colleen finds out about this, Megan thought with glee. Her sister was going to be so surprised, she would probably-Then Megan felt her corset fall away. She stared down at herself in amazement, then blushed. She could feel the heat flaring on her chest and face. She'd been so caught up in thinking about her sister's reaction, she hadn't paid attention to what Justin was doing.
"My clothes," she said, protesting their loss after the fact.
"You're not going to need them."
She opened her mouth to speak, then couldn't think of anything to say.
"Don't be afraid," Justin said softly, and drew her onto the bed. In the process, she lost her shoes. As she stretched out on the coverlet, she tried not to think about the fact that she was wearing her chemise, pantaloons, stockings and nothing else. She also tried to ignore her shaking.
"Don't be afraid," he repeated.
"I'm not."
"Yes, you are. Would you feel better if you kept on the rest of your clothing?"
She smiled with relief. "Could I? That would be wonderful. I wouldn't feel so vulnerable."
"It's not a problem."
"Good. It's very sweet of you to be so thoug—"
His mouth came down on her nipple. She forgot what she'd been saying and closed her eyes. The warm heat was exactly as she remembered it from when he'd touched her
there before. Only this time, he drew more of her breast inside. This time, she didn't have to worry about falling down in the hall. This time, she could cling to him, then fhng her arms out in abandon as he suckled her and flicked his tongue back and forth against the hardened tip of her nipple.
He was at her side, barely touching her at all. She raised
her knees and rotated her hips as the sensation shot through
her. His hand reached for her other breast. She held her
breath in anticipation. He was warm through the thin layer
I of her chemise. The calluses on his palm caught at the deli-
I cate fabric. She loved the faint rasping sound as he moved
; against her, circling her breasts, then slipping closer over the
I full curve, touching the underside, the top. He teased her
nipple with his thumb, brushing it back and forth slowly.
[Then he took her hard point in between his thumb and
f forefinger and squeezed gently.
"Justin?" she breathed.
He squeezed again and tugged. Her hips arched upward, her toes curled, as did her fingers. He raised his head and blew softly on the dampened fabric. She shivered as the cool air tingled against her flesh.
He raised himself on one elbow and stared at her. "You're very beautiful,'' he said. "More perfect than I'd ever imagined you to be."
His words soothed her, even as the fingers still on her breast made her feel warm inside, as if she'd been sleeping under a too-heavy quilt.
"How does it feel?" he asked.
"Wonderful," she admitted shyly. "I feel tingly inside."
"You're flushed."
"It's a little warm in here."
He raised one eyebrow. "It's all the clothes you're wear-mg.
"Oh." She glanced down at herself. Dry, her chemise was sheer. The damp portion over her breast was transparent. "Do you think it would help?"
He nodded solemnly.
"All right." She reached for the ribbon between her breasts.
"Allow me."
He tugged on one end, then helped her into a sitting position so he could pull the garment over her head. As it fluttered away, she started to bring her hands up to cover herself. Before she could, he lowered his head to her other breast.
His touch was as delicious as it had been before. She vaguely noticed he lowered her back to the bed. She felt him moving over her, his chest pressing against her side as his hand came up to tease her other nipple. The heat was overwhelming. Removing her chemise hadn't helped at all. If anything, taking it off had made the situation worse.
