“You know, I used to wonder about the alchemical formula for love,” she says and trails kisses down my neck and over my nipples. “Gods, you’re such a nerd, Remy. Maybe you should research it at Imperium University.” “I considered it funny enough.” “But you’ve decided against it?” She nods, kissing the top of my breast. “I don’t need to anymore.” “And why’s that?” I say and slide my hand between her naked thighs. I want to touch her as much as she’s touching me.
