Chapter 39-I wish

Zander had worshipped her body, not exploited it. He had caressed it, not coerced it. He had respected it, drawing from her a depth of passion she had never given to anyone else. She hadn’t been capable of it with anyone else. Her body had never wanted anyone like it wanted him. It was as if she was programmed to respond to his touch alone. Zander leaned his weight on one elbow and used his other hand to stroke her cheek. His eyes held hers in a gentle tether that made her feel even closer to him. It was as if he had glimpsed who she really was and liked what he saw.

“You are amazing, wife.”

Elvie gave him a shy smile. Silly to be feeling so shy after what they’d just done, but still. “I don’t suppose you’ve had too many dreams like this?" He idly curled a strand of her hair around one of his fingers, the slight tug on her scalp making her shiver in delight.

“Maybe?”

“Good, because it’s nothing any man should take for granted. What pleases one woman might not please another. Commu