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"Good" Belle's s a quick gasp of air as his hand stole around and cupped her breast "There isthan flowers and chocolate"

"Mh her dress, causing Belle to squeal onder

"Of course," Belle sighed "I wasn't forgetting that"

"I'll do my best to keep that at the forefront of yourout the best way to free one of her perfect little breasts from the confines of her attire

"That's fine But you et that you owe me a poem"

"You're a stubborn wench, aren't you?" John finally decided that the best course of action was simply to push the dress down and thank God that the fashions of the day did not require endless streahed softly "But I still want that poe out his plans He smiled and moaned with pure masculine pleasure as he looked down on her dusky nipple, puckered with desire He licked his lips

"John-you're not going to…?"

He nodded and did

Belle felt all her li with her He worshipped her breast for a full minute and then ainst his sensual onslaught and couldn't control the soft cries of desire escaping through her lips "Say so," she finally moaned

"Shall I compare thee to a Summer's day?" he quoted "Thou art-"

"Oh, please, John," Belle said, pulling his head off of her breast so that she could look into his laughing brown eyes "If you're going to plagiarize, at least have the sense not to choose so this instant, Belle, I shall be moved to drastic action"

"Drastic action? Now that sounds interesting" She pulled his erly

Just then they heard an agonizingly fa froloves," Persephone said "It's so nippy out"

Belle and John jumped away frohting her appearance, John took charge of the situation and yanked her dress back up, practically to her chin As they frantically tried to remedy their mussed appearances, they heard the soft murmur of another voice, probably that of the servant to who

"Isn't that kind of you?" Persephone said "I'll just wait in the drawing room with Belle and her friend while you fetch theed to throw herself in a chair opposite the sofa when her chaperone entered "Persephone, what a surprise"

Persephone leveled a rather shrewd look in her direction For all her flittering about, she was no dullard "I'm sure"

John stood politely at Persephone's entrance "Would you like a chocolate?" he asked, holding the box out toward her