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Chapter 19
Some women enjoy themselves with closed eyes in silence, others make a great noise over it, and some almost faint away. The great art is to ascertain what gives them the greatest pleasure, and what specialties they like best.
The Kama Sutra of Vatsyayana
“Ungh,” said Nick.
He couldn’t seem to form a coherent sentence. The sight of her full breasts shaped into a mounded offering, spilling over scarlet silk, had stolen all words away.
Holy hell.He needed a moment to steady his breathing.
He hadn’t been expecting her to be dressed like a high-priced courtesan under that schoolgirl gown.
The lady was full of surprises. Always toppling him off balance, wrenching him away from control.
“I knew this was a bad idea.” Alice attempted to draw her bodice back over the corset. She lowered her large, aquamarine eyes, and dark lashes fanned across her cheeks.
“No,” Nick said, holding her arms at her side. “It was a very, very good idea. I was only caught off guard for a moment. I thought your undergarments would be as sensible as you are.”
“You don’t know everything about me, my lord.”
“Apparently not.” And he liked every new curve she threw his way.
Every luscious, rounded, tempting curve.
“Let’s see the rest of it.” He peeled her dress down her slim hips, lifting her off the bed to remove it fully. He pitched the gray cotton into a corner. She wouldn’t be needing sensible gowns any more.
He might keep her in this corset for the next month.
Holy Mother of God. It just got more mouthwatering.
The boned corset ended at her natural waist, and a short, sheer shift barely hid anything below. He could even make out the patch of dark, curling hair over her sex. Below, her limbs were encased in rosy pink stockings held up by scarlet garters trimmed with fine lace.
Nick appreciated a woman in sensual lingerie.
Hell, she was the most gorgeous thing he’d ever seen.
Prosaic, pragmatic Alice from Pudsey.
Somehow she’d transformed herself, and it wasn’t because of the silk and lace, although that was a nice addition; it was the tempting look in her sparkling turquoise eyes as she watched him soak in the sight of her in the scandalous garment.
“I’m glad you like it,” she breathed, her lips curling into another coquettish smile.
He needed to regain the upper hand here.
Couldn’t have her thinking he was a lusting beast whom she could bend to her will with a few scraps of silk and some lacy garters.
He stepped back a pace. “Undo your hair,” he commanded.
Her eyes widened, but she obeyed, reaching around and deftly removing her hairpins, shaking her long, wavy brown hair over her shoulders.
Catching a handful, he brought her lips closer and drank his fill of her strawberry-and-champagne lips.
Damn, he was hard as the champagne bottle and he felt nearly as thick.
Slowly, so as not to startle her, he inched her knees apart with his legs until he was standing right where he wanted to be, in between her long, shapely limbs. Dipping his head, he captured one of her nipples between his lips and lapped greedily.
She laid a tentative, questing hand on his head, showing him that she approved.
