Achille nipped playfully at the skin of her neck, eliciting a soft gasp from Bianca. "Achille," she stammered, a tremor in her voice, "stop. This is madness."
"Madness?" he echoed, his voice husky. "This is payback, tenfold." His exploration continued, his lips descending lower, nuzzling the hollow between her collarbones. A gentle bite followed on the sensitive skin of her breast, drawing a sharp gasp from her lips.
"Ah..." Bianca moaned involuntarily, her body betraying her protests. Desire flared within her, warring with the voice of reason. 'What is happening? Why do I react like this to his touch?' she thought, bewildered by her own response.
Achille lifted his head, his gaze burning into hers. His golden eyes brimmed with unmasked desire, his breathing ragged. Bianca mirrored his state, a mixture of confusion and arousal coursing through her veins.