*R-19 scenes warning! If you're uncomfortable with smut go straight to the three asterisks **** to skip it.
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Euphemia felt heady. As if she had gulped down two glasses of wine in an hour.
He was looking at her chemise. It was made of silk with a bit of lace at the edges. To support her breasts, it had a thicker fabric underneath the chest. It was like a silk dress with a comfortable built-in bra. Euphemia liked it a lot because it was more comfortable than the moderns bras from her original world.
Then he licked her.
Euphemia's mind snapped back to what Lucien was doing - which was her. He was doing her.
He licked the top part of her breasts.
Her eyes squeezed shut.
"Euphee," he whispered.
"Yes?" Euphemia asked breathily.
"Lie down please," Lucien whispered.
Euphemia did and Lucien was on top of her.
