[LUCA]
The tiny hairs on her skin rose at my touch. Her chest heaved and fell with every heavy breath she took as I finally touched her in a place I'd never touched her before.
But I didn't move the hand that was on her naked chest. I, too, was breathing heavily, battling with myself between giving in to my carnal instincts or taking it slow.
I had to take it slow.
I gazed at her once more, taking a moment to appreciate Lena, my beautiful wife.
Her long hair was pushed behind her shoulders, so I could see everything above her belly button, where her dress fell in a heap around her waist and on my lap. The firelight danced on every curve and dip of her beautiful body, tantalizing me.
My hand trembled slightly against her flesh, but still, I didn't move it. I lifted my gaze and met her round eyes, which revealed her nervousness and embarrassment.
