Something a little steamy this morning.
From Protector of the Grey House:
“Vincent! Give me what I want!”
Her tone of voice made him growl. There was sheer determination: she would not be denied. His mind was made up; he would not be turned from his current actions. Vincent straightened and slid her dress off her body completely, letting it slide down and pool onto the floor. He growled at what he exposed. She was wearing a corset. He fell to his knees before her, grabbed her by her hips and bit her inner thigh. He bit her just to the right of the garter belt strap that was holding up her now ripped nylons. He used his teeth to undo the snaps as her hands continued to pull in his hair.
Vincent stood, finally, only to turn her around and play with the laces holding the corset together. It had been a long time since he had the pleasure of unlacing a lady. Natalia had no idea how much she was enticing him with the corset. He pulled the laces free of the knots, then wrapped the laces around his hand and pulled the laces tighter. She inhaled sharply as the garment bit into her skin and squeezed her ribs closer together. He let go of the lace tips, grasped the lowest and highest lace crossing and pulled until there was no more slack. He worked his way to the middle of the corset, going slow, watching his lover’s face in the mirror as the boning, probably metal, constricted her lungs, inhibiting her breathing.
Cat Stark 