Am I a terrible person?" she whispered, more for her ears than for his. "Does...

Am I a terrible person?" she whispered, more for her ears than for his. "Does this mean I am fallen?" But he heard her, and his voice was hot and moist on the skin of her cheek. He moved to her ear and made her listen more closely. He traveled to her lips and forced her to swallow the word. Kate felt her head fall back. His voice was low and seductive, and it almost made her feel like she'd been born for this moment. "You're perfect," he whispered, his large hands moving urgently over her body, one settling on her waist and the other moving up toward the gentle swell of her breast. "Right here, right now, in this moment, in this garden, you're perfect."
-Kate & Anthony