ELOWEN
We moved slowly, carefully.
My leg was still a consideration — would probably be a consideration for days yet — but we'd learned each other's bodies well enough by now to find ways around it.
Fao helped me out of my clothes with gentle hands, pressing kisses to each new inch of skin he revealed. When I was bare beneath him, he just looked at me for a moment, his gray eyes dark with something that went beyond desire.
"You're beautiful," he murmured. "Every time I see you, you're more beautiful."
"You're biased."
"Extremely." He kissed me, deep and slow, while his hands mapped the familiar terrain of my body. "But also right."
I tugged at his shirt. "Off. I want to feel you."
He stripped quickly, efficiently, and then he was back, his skin against mine, warm and solid and real
