Steamed: A Steampunk Romance by Katie Macalister

Author:Katie Macalister [Macalister, Katie]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: SteamPunk, Paranormal, General, Romance, Science Fiction, Computer Technicians, Fiction
ISBN: 9780451229311
Publisher: Signet
Published: 2010-01-02T00:00:00+00:00

Log of the HIMA Tesla

Friday, February 19

Forenoon Watch: Two Bells

“There. What do you think?” I looked down. “I think I’m wearing my corset on the outside of my blouse.”

“Yes. Don’t you think it gives you a kind of dashing look? Somewhat devil-may-care? Something that says you’re not a slave to convention, that you set your own trends?”

“I think it tells more of a state of mind so confused, I would be safer locked inside an asylum than left to wander the streets with my clothing worn inside out.”

“I don’t know,” Jack said, his head tipped to the side as he considered the bizarre sight I made. “All the steampunk ladies I met wore their corsets outside their clothes. I never once saw one hide hers.”

“Whereas I and every other woman of the empire prefer to keep our undergarments hidden,” I said, undoing the hooks along the front busk of the corset so I could remove it and redon it in the appropriate manner.

“At this time, there are only two people whom I have approved to see me in my corset. You are one.”

Rather than give me one of those endearing grins, as I expected, Jack made a face. “And this fabulous Alan who can do anything is the other?”

“Certainly not,” I said, pausing for a moment. I decided Jack needed a little reward after having been true to his promise the evening prior. I had yelled out his name again—twice, both times the most amazing experiences of my life. I’d never before thought of myself as a particularly responsive woman, but with Jack, I seemed to go up in flames the minute he touched me. I pulled off my blouse, and handed Jack the corset. “I can do this by myself, but it’s easier with a second person. Help me?”

“Who’s the other person?” he asked, taking it.

I smiled to myself as he moved behind me, his arms coming around me as he wrapped the corset on my torso. “My corset maker. No, it goes beneath my bosom, not on it.”

“Ah. Poor little boobies. Did I squash them?” His hands immediately moved to comfort my breasts, dropping the corset. I leaned back against his bare chest, a little chill of pleasure zipping up my spine at the warmth of his breath on my ear as he caressed me.

“I believe they will forgive your ignorance on the proper method of donning a corset,” I murmured, amazed at the speed of my reaction to his touch. One moment I was perfectly myself; the next my mind was full of the most detailed intimate thoughts . . . thoughts of Jack splayed out in front of me, all of his delectable flesh just lying there waiting for me to touch and taste and slide upon it.

I turned my head, letting my lips nibble along his jaw. “Jack—”

He understood the warning. “We don’t have time for this.”

“No. Not if we are going to have time to reconnoiter before we meet Alan.” I turned in his

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.