Josephine opened her mouth to speak, but nothing came out but a shaky moan. Her words died in her throat, choked off by her pleasure. She wasn't trying to hold back her moans anymore; not that she could even if she tried. As she felt Raoul's tongue trace her skin, a whimpering moan slipped free. Her body was nearly trembling with this feeling, this electric current coursing through her. The fire burning inside her. Suddenly she was on her back, looking up helplessly and wantingly at Raoul with daze and love-stricken eyes. Her white hair fanned out behind her like a cape of silver, glittering in the moonlight. A gasp at feeling his leg between her own, though the young female didn't try to avoid this. She wanted this as much as Raoul did. Her dress was pushed up around her thighs as he shifted slightly over her. "You'll drive me crazy, teasing like this." Another soft moan. "But I beg of you, do not stop."