“What will you give me if we go over land, instead?” I suck in a breath, shocked at the turn the conversation’s made. So quickly, too. I can’t help but think of his request for a kiss. This sounds similar, and I wonder if it’s just coincidence. I decide to play it off. “What do you want?” He steps closer to me. Rhagos leans in, and touches my back even as he whispers in my ear. “Not more than a kiss.” I tremble, my imagination on fire. “How much more?” I whisper. “I don’t want to make you come.” A little moan escapes my throat.
