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The minx.
Hooking a finger in her cleavage he drew her forward. The
tops of her breasts rose quickly when he skimmed the lace
peeking out of the top of her undergarment. Damn, but he
had to see if she wore that coral-colored corset! He continued
to work his finger over the top of her right breast.
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Simultaneously, he lifted the hem of her dress again and slid
his hand over the juncture between her thighs. Kat purred in
response.
He stepped back quickly. "Let's see whether you're a
worthy opponent."
Her eyes snapped open. "What?"
"I said I want to see if you're ... up to snuff."
She gazed at him warily.
"Come on, Kat, put your money where that lovely mouth
is. Show me what's inside," he patted her chest, above her
heart. He reached out and brushed her shoulder, cupping it in
his palm. His fingers trailed a path down her arm, across her
wrist then he entwined his fingers with hers. He leaned in and
sipped at her lips. They were warm, she tasted sweet ...
sultry. Kat swayed on her feet as he kissed her. He caught
her to him and slowly eased the jacket from her shoulders,
down her arms, removing it completely. Her bare shoulders
gleamed in the soft light of her bedroom.
He turned her so she stood in front of the mirror. Jared
wanted her to see his every move. Wrapping his arms around
her waist, he lifted one hand, and brushed the magnificent
auburn hair from her shoulders, trailing his lips over her neck,
down her collarbone, ending at her breasts. She shut her
eyes and relaxed in his arms.
"No," he told her. "Open your eyes, Kat. Look. See what
I'm doing to you."
She gazed back at him in the mirror.
When she swished her bottom across his groin, he thought
he'd shatter.
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* * * *
Kat's anticipation increased as Jared unzipped the back of
her dress. She gazed at his reflection in the mirror, watching
him as he slid the silky garment down her body. It whispered
across her overheated skin. When he pulled it to her hips, she
sucked in a breath.
He stood, staring at her.
Several seconds went by. Jared still hadn't said a word,
but stood motionless behind her, his dark, golden-flecked
eyes riveted to the swell of her breasts as they pushed up
from the lacy confines of the corset.
With one swift tug Jared pushed the dress down her legs.
She stepped out of it then he reached down and picked it up,
handling her dress with infinite care. It reminded her of the
first time she ever laid eyes on him. He had touched the fine
undergarments and lingerie with reverence that very first
time she saw him at KISS.
He moved away from her, arranging the dress across the
back of the chair. When he returned, she still hadn't moved.
She couldn't. Dressed in nothing but the corset, thong, garter
belt and silk stockings, she felt a thrill of decadent desire pass
through her and ... power. It had been disconcerting at first
to let him remove her outer covering to reveal what lay
beneath, and he still hadn't shed a single item of his clothing,
but Kat quickly realized that the balance of power remained in
her court. His eyes were riveted to her near naked form.
Jared moved behind her once more, reaching up and
around her to finger the lace lining at the top of the corset.
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He smoothed his large hands over the stays lining her rib
cage, spanning his open palms across her waist. Kat felt
wickedly wanton as his hands worked their magic. Trailing his
fingers across the exposed skin of her lower back, he brought
them around to feel the smooth expanse of skin on her lower
abdomen. She pushed back against his body, grinding her
bottom into his groin. He toyed with the lacy band around the
top of her thong then lowered his hand when she moved
back. Kneading the globe of her right bottom cheek as she
continued her assault on his groin, she watched his eyes grow
heavy with unbridled passion.
"Kat," he whispered. "Kat..."
Power. Sex was power. The idea that she could manipulate
him this way had warning bells go off in her head. Hadn't that
happened to her with Arthur? He had been a powerful,
wealthy man. He had manipulated her. She pushed her ugly
thoughts aside. She was doing this for Summerville! A tiny
tremor shot through the muscle near her left eye. She could
feel the twitch as an old childhood refrain ran through her
head.
Liar ... liar ... pants on fire....
She moved restlessly in Jared's arms, running the back of
her silk-clad calf up his leg. He leaned down to plant small,
hot, nipping kisses to her throat and chest, his tongue darting
out at the bottom swell of her right breast, just above her
nipple. The small, brown bud of her breast was nearly visible
through the top of her corset. Her body leapt into overdrive
when the tip of his tongue touched her sensitive aureole. The
room spun.
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"Take it off me," she whispered. The corset suddenly felt
too tight, too constricting ... too hot.
"Say, please." Jared grinned over her head.
She met his eyes in the mirror. "Please," she intoned.
"Hurry..." rushed out from her on a sigh.
He chuckled. The sound of his warm laugh zinged straight
down to her toes. He was enjoying this, she thought. He
loved seeing her in this frenzied state of arousal.
Good. Let him think she was hot for this, let him think...
That if he didn't hurry and get her out of the damn corset,
she'd kill him!
* * * *
Jared's wildest imaginings of Kat had finally come to life.
She stood before him dressed in that sexy, sultry coral-
colored corset, garter belt and thong he had seen at KISS.
Kat leaned back and ground her bottom into his erect shaft.
Each pass of her rounded backside across his swollen member
made him grit his teeth in frustration. He tried to divert his
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