The kiss became more intense each second as she used her tongue to search for his, intertwining them together, while soft moans escaped her lips.
She took Geb's strong palms and placed the right on her cheek and the left on her breast, and said within her moans, "Touch me, Geb."
Geb drew away from her, studying her entire being as he read her. He wanted to know if she meant what he was thinking or something else. And yes, she did—she meant exactly what he was thinking. She was willing to give him herself there, meaning that she had accepted wholeheartedly to be his queen, his wife, and his consort.
"Is that what you really want?" he asked, wanting to be sure of what she wanted and giving her a second chance to rethink her actions. Although he really wanted to have her immediately without wasting time, he still wanted her to think her words through and be sure of what they meant and the full consequences of their meaning.
