"I can do that," Hyacinthe said, drawing her bra away from her. "Shall I start by telling you how enticing your bra was and how much I enjoyed the hint of pink beneath the lace? Or shall I be yet more forward and tell you how much I long to draw one of these sweet buds up between my lips?"

And he very brazenly slid his hand onto her breast, rubbing a dark thumb over her nipple to encourage it to reach out for him.