“Is it nice?” she asked.
“It’s unbearable.”
“And naughty. Your Joséphine’s being a naughty girl, my emperor.”
He reached out and pulled her to him, taking her n****e into his hot mouth. A zizz of current shot down to her s*x and she had to hold back from the edge. She reached for his groin. She found him big, hard, and bursting under his clothing. She’d teased enough. Her hand on him and his lips at her breast threatened to snatch control and bring her to pulsing o****m. She brought both her hands to his head and pushed back through his hair. He had tuned to her and sensed her change of pace. So, at last this was that chemistry she had imagined to be an illusion of fiction. Their charge and musk was one bond, one force.
“It’s my turn to tease. Stay here,” he said, releasing her n****e
