As noted in Chapter 1, this story would be considered "erotic fiction"; please read responsibly.
As Andrea met Bill's lips with her own, a burst of energy erupted, sparking around the corners of their mouths as the kiss continued. After a few seconds, she broke contact, and as she pulled back, wisps of power maintained a bridge between them. "This establishes the first level," she began, "Now I have control over your lips. If I will it, you will only want to feel my lips against yours; all others will feel wrong to you, and they will not arouse you," she told him through the haze sweeping his mind.
As Bill's head was bobbing up and down, not from agreement to what was happening to him, but as a result of the effects from the kiss. Quickly, his brain was being rewired to connect him to Andrea: to sense her thoughts, to feel what she wanted him to feel. As this proceeded, Andrea reached behind her, unhooked her bra, then slid the straps over her shoulders and off of her arms. Once free, her nipples protruded prominently through the thin fabric of her t-shirt. Then, she turned her attention to Bill, sliding a hand under his polo and rubbing a nipple with her fingertips. With her other hand, she stroked the side of his head in a half-loving, half-dominating way. "Time to keep going, Bill," she said as she slid her free hand under his shirt to touch his other nipple. "Touch my breasts," she commanded.
The power controlling Bill caused his head to bob, and moved his hands down to her waist, under her t-shirt, then upwards to surround her breasts, her nipples covered by his palms as his fingers were splayed around the firm flesh. Another burst of energy was emitted, this time from their hands. Bill's chest heaved as his head was flung backward, as this new level of energy penetrated his body and his fingers eclipsed the light from Andrea's breasts. "This is the second level," she said with a slight heaviness, as the mystic interaction showed an effect on her. "If I wish it, you will only want to feel my breasts; all others will not appeal to you." Her chest heaved forward as well, as her breasts pulsed and tingled under his hands. She moaned softly as the sensation, which caused Bill to join in.