Josephine gave a soft moan at Raoul's touch, enjoying it immensely. 'He has done much for me. I shouldn't be so hesitant.' But she couldn't help her unsure, sheepish nature. Her hand slid to his bare back, lifting a bit more so that her fingertips barely touched his skin as they moved so slowly along his spine. Her other hand was wrapped around behind his neck, and she sat up a little, kissing him on the cheek, then down his jaw like he had done to her. She wanted him to feel how she had felt, heart pounding and dizzy from pleasure. "Now it's my turn."