The way he kissed was sinful, scandalous, as though he was determined to explore every inch of her mouth, to learn the way she tasted. Milly wanted to know the same about him and loved it when he opened his mouth, letting his tongue and hers flick and stroke against each other, but then it changed…He thrust his tongue repeatedly into her mouth, in a way that liquefied her entire body. A wave of heat rolled through, filling her mind with a strange fog. Her breasts felt heavy, and aching. She needed…A large hand covered her left breast, squeezing it.
“Where’s your corset?” His low chuckle teased her as he nibbled that special spot just below her ear.
“Couldn’t put it on without help.” How she was able to get those words out when he was caressing her erect n****e through the thin layers of
