dashed against the rocks below she turned into sea foam as light as the air and crested on the bobbing waves.
By the time she surfaced from her stupor, Mina found herself lying in the middle of the bed, with Nye, lying next to her, his hand squeezing and cupping her naked breasts. Mina blinked and raised her head to find her chemise was gone and the only thing she was wearing was her black stockings with their elastic garters. Why had he left just those on? She wondered in confusion. Her eyes sought his, her gaze uncertain, his intense.
“I had no idea what you were hiding under those drab black gowns, Mrs. Nye,” he growled. “If I’d had even a suspicion…” His eyes dropped to where his large tan hands were fondling her full white breasts with their rose-pink tips. Mina made a strangled noise in the back of her throat. Her large bosom had always been something of a trial to her. In classical art, the statues and paintings showed women with perky high bosoms. She’d long ago realized hers were not like those idealized depictions.
It was a good thing she still felt drowsy and sated, she realized dimly at the back of her mind, or she would die with mortification at the way he was squeezing and toying with her now.
“You don’t need all that whalebone, Mina,” he said huskily. “Flattening you out from chest to hip. You must be pinching these beauties half to death.” He cocked a quizzical eye at her.
Oh God, he expected her to speak to him while he did these things to her, she realized. With effort, she concentrated on his words. “I… well…” She licked her lips. “Mama always said a decent woman should—” She bit off her words with a smothered squeak as he pinched one of her nipples between finger and thumb.
“I’m guessing your mother wasn’t built like you,” he said, lowering his head and kissing it better.
“N-no,” she agreed, remembering Mama’s dainty figure. “Not at all.”
He sucked her nipple into his hot mouth. Mina gasped. “W-what are you doing?”
He ran his tongue around the tip before releasing it. “I’m consoling your poor abused bosom,” he said, moving to the other breast and repeating the process. “After you’ve been so cruel to it.”
She fell back against the pillows. Why did she feel the pull of his mouth between her legs, she wondered with a faint whimper. “What do you mean, cruel?” she forced herself to ask as he shifted over her, inserting one hard thigh between her legs, and licking the undersides of her breasts, making her shiver. She knew her wits were scattered right now, but she was sure he wasn’t making any sense!
“Smothering them all day long under that constricting corset,” he said huskily from the valley between her breasts as he pressed alternated kisses from one to the other. She blinked down at him. “I’m going to be very, very kind to these poor, maltreated breasts,” he said with a wink that flustered her. He was teasing her, she thought but she was unable to muster up even a semblance of resentment about it. With a muffled groan, she arched up, pressing her core shamelessly against his muscled thigh. Oh God, why did that seem to give relief? She shuddered, trying to stop herself from repeating the motion.
Giving a lie to his words, she suddenly felt Nye’s teeth close about her sensitive nipple and gave a startled scream. “It’s not kind to bite!” she huffed, grabbing the hair at the back of his head and tugging him back.
He ignored her hair pulling and laved her nipple lavishly with his tongue. “Haven’t you ever heard of being cruel to be kind?” he groaned. “Ah, Mina.”
If he had any respect for her, she thought, he would certainly not be treating her in such a fashion. Unfortunately, she didn’t have enough breath to upbraid him about it right now. She was too busy rubbing herself against his hard thigh like a wanton.
“Nye!” she whimpered. He released his grip on one breast and inserted his hand between them, running it down her flat stomach and between her legs. “Nye!” Her head came off the pillow.
“You’re nice and wet down here,” he said with approval. The slide of his fingers was downright scandalous. His words penetrated the fog that was on her mind right now. Wet? Her gaze snapped to his.
“F-from your mouth?” she faltered, realizing she was wet down there. Very