Josephine moaned, glancing to Raoul as he sat up.<span style="font-style: italic">"Is that alright?"</span>"M-more than a-alright." She managed to whisper the words. Her blue eyes were filled with only dazed pleasure and love. Never any hint of pain or fear. She kissed him fervently, almost desperately. Her arms wrapped around behind his broad shoulder, holding him close to her. This time she sucked in his bottom lip, not holding back or hiding. Her hips bucked just a bit, her legs tightening around his waist. Moans could be heard through the kiss, her eyes fluttering with weakness from the overwhelming sensation building inside her more and more.