There's more, you know," he whispered, letting his breath caress her ear. "I'm...

There's more, you know," he whispered, letting his breath caress her ear. "I'm sure there must be," she replied, her voice mere breath. "You are?" he asked teasingly, squeezing her again. "I'm not so green that I think one can make a baby from what we've been doing." "I'd be happy to show you the rest," he murmured. "Not- Oh!" He'd squeezed again, this time allowing his fingers to tickle her skin. He loved that she couldn't think when he touched her breasts. "You were saying?" he prompted, nibbling on her neck. "I- I was?" He nodded, the faint stubble of his beard brushing her throat. "I'm sure you were. But then again, perhaps I'd rather not hear. You'd begun with the word 'not.' Surely," he added with a flick of his tongue against the underside of her chin, "not a word that belongs between us at a time like this. But"- his tongue moved down the line of her throat to the hollow above her collarbone-" I digress." "You- you do?" He nodded. "I believe I was trying to determine what pleases you, as all good husbands should do." She said nothing, but her breathing quickened. He smiled against her skin. "What, for example, about this?" He flattened his hand so that he was no longer cupping her, instead just letting his palm graze lightly over her nipple. "Anthony!" she choked out. "Good," he said, moving to her neck, nudging her chin up so that she was more open to him. "I'm glad we're back to Anthony. 'My lord' is so formal, don't you think? Far too formal for ." And then he did what he'd been fantasizing about for weeks. He lowered his head to her breast and took her into his mouth, tasting, suckling, teasing, reveling in each gasp he heard spill forth from her lips, each spasm of desire he felt shivering across her body. He loved that she reacted this way, thrilled that he did this to her. "So good," he murmured, his breath hot and moist against her skin. "You taste so damn good." "Anthony," she said, her voice hoarse, "Are you sure-" He put a finger to her lips without even lifting his face to look at her. "I have no idea what you're asking, but whatever it is"- he moved his attention to her other breast-" I'm sure."
-Anthony & Kate