He found the back zipper of her skirt and drew it down until the skirt slipped easily to the floor. His erection strained against his briefs as he gazed at the white lace garter belt holding up her navy stockings. It was as if she?d dressed this morning with him in mind. At every turn, she revealed more of the woman he?d been waiting to find.

She stepped out of her skirt and kicked it gently to one side. ?Are you going to be naked, too?? she murmured.

He forced his attention from the garter belt and what lay beneath it so that he could look into her eyes. ?Would you like that? Or do you want ??

?Yes. Take off your shirt.?

Wordlessly he pulled it over his head and dropped it to the carpet.

?You look strong.?

?Strong enough for what I have in mind for tonight.? Holding her gaze, he knelt in front of her and ran both hands down the silky length of her leg. She was warm and quivering beneath his touch, and the scent of temptation drifted from between her thighs. Gently he eased off one of her shoes and caressed the sole of her foot. She moaned. ?I want you.?

?I know.? Unfastening her stocking, he leaned forward to flick his tongue over the bare skin of her leg as he rolled the stocking down her thigh and over her knee.

She trembled. ?I want??

?What?? he whispered, running his hands down her other leg and slipping off the second shoe.

?I want you to??

?Tell me. Tell me your secrets.? The mounting tension made him fumble taking off the other stocking. His tongue seemed to sizzle against her trembling thigh.

?Make me come.?

His heartbeat thundered in his ears. ?And how would you like me to do that??

She cupped the back of his head and guided him to the triangle of lace and silk nestled below the garter belt. Her plea was low and urgent. ?With your tongue?please? I can?t wait??

As if he could resist, once he was this close and surrounded by her scent. His mouth watered. ?When you?re completely naked,? he whispered, nuzzling the damp silk of her panties.