"Gorgeous. Still totally gorgeous."
"I'm a lot older." She swallowed. "The body's not quite the same."
"It's still beautiful to me." He stroked his palms down her hips and over her tummy. "It will always be beautiful to me, no matter how old you get."
She swallowed and closed her eyes, not sure she wanted to see his reaction as he took in every inch of her skin, every dip and swell and curve. When he didn't move his hands again or say anything, she forced herself to open her eyes and look at him. The mixture of acute hunger, desire, and lust she saw burning there nearly did her in.
"Gorgeous," he repeated again then dropped to his knees. "A taste. I have to have a taste."
He nudged her thighs apart, coasting his thumbs gently over her skin before pressing his mouth to her core, pantie
