savored Josephine’s mouth against his as she returned his kiss with reckless abandon. They were chancing a perilous journey, but it would seem neither of them cared about the repercussions of such an uncharted course. The soft, feminine weight of her arms around his neck was a seductive invitation. Her fingers slipped into his hair, knocking his hat askew. The feel of her fingertips as they moved through the strands to touch his scalp with a light caress heated his insides. His lips seared a path down the arched column of her neck. She swayed into him as his teeth caught her lobe, and he pressed a kiss to her ear. Soft curves molded next to him. Wherever they touched, his body ignited from the contact. He was conscious of her every contour. The lushness of her breasts, the span of her waist, and the flare of her hips veiled only by the thin cotton of drawers. Recapturing her mouth, his kiss was more demanding this time. His hands spread down her back, to the nip of her waist and the softness of her underwear.
