Very sleek and slimming, this would make a gorgeous outfit paired with straight legged pants or long skirt.
Delilah’s Fabric Corset Made out of Silk, Stainless Steel front opening, Flat Bones in the Back along with Stainless Steel Spring Bones to give sturdiness but still have plenty of room to provide enough flexibility. Laces up the back.
Size Chart for Delilah’s Corsets
Size 26 fits a waist of 28 Inches
Size 28 fits a waist of 30 Inches
Size 30 fits a waist of 32 Inches
Size 32 fits a waist of 34 Inches
Size 34 fits a waist of 36 Inches
Size 36 fits a waist of 38 Inches
Size 38 fits a waist of 40 Inches
Size 40 fits a waist of 42 Inches
Steamy Story for Inspiration #3
Emily and Eric
Emily could hardly breathe. She was filled with excitement so intense that she was amazed she could put one foot in front of the other. Eric looked down at her and stealing another heart stopping kiss, he continued at a steady pace.
She forced herself to look where they were going. The shore was a pearl-white stretch of coral sand that shone in the moonlight. There were rocks here and there and pools that in daylight revealed the tiny starfish and crabs that made this beach their home. And, although Eric’s arm was reassuring against her breasts as she held his arm, and his hip brushed hers as they walked, Emily still had the feeling that this was some unbelievable dream conjured up by her wild imagination.
Slowing, Eric pointed to a villa that was set back behind the sand dunes. Its creamy walls blended into its surroundings, and only the light flowing out from its windows highlighted its existence.
“Come on,” he said. “I want to show you my new place.” Emily’s lips parted. “This is your new house?”
“Mmm.” Eric slipped his arm around her waist. “Come and see.”
A few minutes later they were relaxing in Eric’s living room. “It’s beautiful,” said Emily, unable to think of any other word to use. “Are you going to come and sit down?”
Eric glanced at the small bar set into the wall. “Wouldn’t you like a drink?”
“No, no thank you I don’t want a drink.” Emily took a deep breath. “I just want you to kiss me.”
Eric turned to her, his eyes smoldering. “That’s what I want, too.”
“So?”
“So that’s not all I want,” he said, moving to the back of the sofa. “And I don’t know if I’ve got the will-power to limit myself to only kissing you.”
“Did I say you had to have will-power?”
“Emily – “ His hands covered hers where they rested on the soft leather of the sofa, and she shivered a little at his touch. “We have to talk.”
“We’ll talk later,” she promised, taking his hands in hers and drawing him around to the front of the sofa and patted the seat beside her. “Sit down.”
Eric did so, and she slid towards him, her hand slipping intimately over his thigh, and with a muffled oath he covered her lips with his mouth.
His tongue slipped inside her mouth, hot and demanding. She desperately wanted this.
When he lifted his head and looked down at her she was captivated by the intensity of his gaze. His lean face was full of emotion, and he was trying desperately hard to control them “You have no idea how much I’ve wanted to do this,” he moaned, slipping the straps of her dress aside and tickling her shoulders with his tongue. “I just don't want to hurt you.”
“You can’t hurt me,” she protested, parting the neckline of his shirt and pressing her face against his bronze skin. There was a film of sweat on his chest and she tasted it, loving the way his skin tensed with the brush of her tongue. “I don’t think I could take it if you changed your mind now.”
“Dear God,” Eric muttered, as her dress fell away revealing the corset beneath it. Two half cups of lace trimmed patent leather barely contained the rounded breast that were spilling out from them, dusky nipples peeking out over top of the lace. “I couldn’t stand it either.”
She was like a china doll, he thought, her skin pale, her hair so thick and dark against her cheeks. When he bent his head, to envelope her mouth again, her hair brushed against him and he felt its silken strands caressing his face.
“Eric….”
His body stiffened, the swollen muscle between his legs was becoming a constant ache.
He found the laces that secured the patent corset and untied them quickly . Then, urging her back against the cushions, he positioned himself beside her. He caressed her breasts, lowering his head and taking one sensitive nipple into his mouth. She moaned softly, her pulse hammering beneath his fingers, and she reached for him.
Her hands slid inside his collar, twining in the hair that grew longer at the nape of his neck. She was eager, he realized, wondering how long it was since she’d allowed any man to come near her. Eric thought he would gladly kill any man who would try to touch her against her will.
She moved against him and he was sure she felt his taut maleness against her hip. Her response, her willingness, was making him want to move faster, and when her legs parted he couldn’t prevent his thigh from pushing urgently between hers.
“Oh, Emily,” he groaned, one hand sliding down her back to cup her bottom, moving beneath the short hem of her dress, finding the soft skin at the top of her legs. She arched against his hand, driving him crazy. He so much wanted to be inside her, to feel her urging him on.
Emily’s head was spinning. She was wet between her legs and she almost stopped breathing altogether when his fingers slid part way into her.
Acting purely on instinct, she trailed her hand down his body to the waistband of his pants. One handed she went to work on his buckle, but when she loosened it his hand stopped her
“Wait.” Eric’s voice was hoarse, and she realized he was no more immune to her explorations than she was to his. “I don’t think you understand what you are doing to me. Soon I won’t be able to stop. I’m not made of stone, you know.”
“Nor am I,” she murmured, kissing his nipples, loving the feel of his springing hair against her cheek, “I want you, Eric. I want to make love with you.”
“Come, I want to show you my bedroom. Besides, we don’t want to risk being interrupted by my housekeeper asking if we want any ice for our drinks.”
“Ice?” Emily felt laughter rising in her throat as Eric lifted her into his arms and strode purposefully across the room.
“Not such a bad idea, under the circumstances,” agreed Eric huskily. “Maybe some ice is exactly what we need.”
Double doors stood wide- open leading into a huge master bedroom, with long windows giving a magnificent view of the bay.
Eric laid Emily on the wide king sized bed. Beyond the windows the moon could be seen throwing a silver glow over the sea. Its pale light added to the magical beauty of the evening, and when Eric lay down beside her she turned eagerly towards him.
Eric touched her gently, even though she sensed his underlying urgency. Her dress lay pooled on the bedroom floor and she thought her corset must be somewhere between the bed and sofa downstairs. But such insignificant thoughts went out of her head when he bent to nibble at the creamy fullness of her breasts.
She trembled, and he lifted his head, giving her a searching look. “My God, you are so unbelievably sexy.”
Emily sucked in her breath. “No one’s ever called me sexy before.”
“Then they must have been blind,” said Eric thickly.
Releasing one plump nipple, he allowed his tongue to trail a sensuous path from her breast to her belly. She quivered again, as he used his teeth to pull her lacy g-string away, and wriggled against him when he replaced his probing fingers with his tongue.
As he caressed her he saw the way her eyes grew dark with desire, and her breathing quickened.
She climaxed moments later, and he stifled her cry beneath his hungry mouth. It pleased him enormously, and this time when she reached for his buckle he didn’t attempt to stop her.
It took all his self-control when she took his thick shaft into her hands. He wanted to be inside her when he found his own release.
He positioned himself above her. Emily knew a moment’s panic when she saw how big he really was, but her legs parted willingly when he straddled her.
She felt the heat of his erection nudging her wet core, “Did I tell you that you’re beautiful?” He breathed and entered her in one smooth thrust. |
