Daphne felt pride well up in her. She knew what she wanted to be to someone despite her youth. She didn't want to be the wife of some man who would parade her around while he shared nights of passion with someone else. Her arrangement with Sara was even better because it was taboo because they were both women. It made her feel proud that she was good at being the mistress.
The kisses were starting to be rather distracting. She was going to need to distract Sara a little...
Taking another apple, she took it between her teeth before lifting Sara's chin so she could take it from her.