“Seems to me like you had plans to ruinme, Selena.”
“Perhaps I did.” She pushed at him lightly. “Let me remove the shirt.”
“Not very ladylike of you.” He rubbed his cheek against hers, his gaze traveling to the buttons of her attire. Too many buttons.
“I’m not feeling like a lady at the moment, Phineas.”
“Christ, I hate it when you say my name.”
A soft, fair brow arched. “Hate? Truly?”
He smiled against her skin. “Too many shivers down my spine for my liking.”
Teeth flashed, and Warrick could only watch in awe as she shrugged out of her coat and her shirt. She tossed the clothing aside, leaving only her corset and trousers. He cursed, his whole body tightening at the sight.
So beautiful.
His gaze flicked to the disregarded garments, his heart beating in his throat. “They fit you perfectly.”
“I had them commissioned alongside the other items for our grand reveal of the betting book. Remember that?”
How could he forget. The shock had taken years off his life. Back then, it had overshadowed even his guilt about losing the list. The combination of that outfit along with the Turkish trouble...
“I’m going to cut these trousers up and toss them in the fire.”
Her fingers moved to tug at the laces of her corset. As if sensing his anticipation, she paused, a slow smile forming on her face. “Aren’t you going to remove your breeches?”
“You are doing such a smashing job of removing your clothes, I’m hoping you could remove mine as well.”
She laughed. “That would take the joy out of watching you remove them.”
He stared at her.
She reached out to trail a finger over his jaw. “I’m enjoying that look on your face more than I ought, Phineas.”
Hell. Damnation. And everything in between.
“You are driving me mad, here,” Warrick half growled, half groaned.
“I quite like that, too.”
“Minx. What books have you been reading?” They should be outlawed. “Where did you learn to tease like this?”
“Have you forgotten? I don’t read.”
Of course. “Well then?”
The grin that lit her face stole his breath. “We women have a base instinct, too.”
God save humanity. “A damn lethal one if you ask me.” Warrick crawled over her, eyes burning into hers as he yanked those Turkish trousers down. “You are taking too long.”
Soft laughter provoked goose flesh all over his skin. But that wasn’t half of it. She did away with her corset, and the sight of her... he couldn’t breathe. She was so damn alluring.
He cupped her breasts gently, testing their fullness in his palm before he captured their peak between his lips. She gasped beneath him, and the sound was like magic in his ears.
Ah, hell. “I want to take my time, do so many things to you.”
Her eyes blazed. “Then do them.”
