"Dearest Medusa..." He chuckled, hands roaming firm caresses over her backside high and low as his lips slipped down under her jawline, soft wet biting kisses trailing down the smooth column of her neck.

She felt so right under the sheer silk, the smell of her filling his nose as he moved to gather up the hem of her shift; completely unlike any woman he had ever known, and all the more precious for that.