“Is this the happiness you seek?” he whispered hoarsely. “Tell me now, and I will give it to you.” Hemoved down her body, his mouth on her bosom, his breath hot on her skin, and his hand freeing herbreast. Phoebe ran her fingers through his hair, thrusting her breast forward as he took the peak into hismouth.This was insanity!“Only a profligate would confuse happiness with desire—Oh!” The swell of pleasurehis mouth on her breast gave her was startling, and she cried out.“And only a fool would try and separate the two,” he responded hotly before he closed his moutharound her other breast”

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