"Mnnh!" Josephine's lips were soft, her tongue already darting between his, hungry for his taste. Her breaths were heavy, laced with desire as she explored his mouth. His hands moved along her back, tracing the contours of her body, feeling every curve through the fabric of her clothing. He tugged at her clothes, pulling at the bindings, the need to feel her skin against his growing urgent. As she pulled away, gasping for breath, he could see the flush of arousal on her cheeks, the yearning in her eyes mirroring his own.
"Lyan..."
