Kelvin pulled back and admired his wife, his all. Just looking at her sprawled on her back with her thighs clenched together, her face flushed and a light sheen of sweat on her face even though the room was cool, made him smile a little. He discarded any and every thought from his head but them only as he felt her looking up at him with a slightly hooded gaze.
He sat back down on his heels and drew his shirt over his head, throwing them over his shoulders once again and that joined the small pile of clothes on the floor. Amanda sucked in her breath as she reached out her hands to trace his well-defined muscles and abs with her hands. He was indeed well sculptured and made just for her. A sense of possessiveness washed over her, and she let out a sensual giggle when his muscles slightly trembled in response to her touch.
