"No. Don't do that." I straighten up and tear myself away from him. My
legs are so shaky I fall back against him. Then I stand up straight and
turn off the shower. We towel ourselves dry, then go into the bed room to
complete what we've started. In the bedroom, I light a candle and turn
off the lamp as he spreads the spare quilt over the bed. As I turn
around, he takes me by the shoulders to kiss me, and, laughing, I throw
my arms around his waist and pull him onto the bed on top of me. He yelps
as he loses his balance and comes sprawling down in a jumble of arms and
legs. "Hey! Would you mi..." he begins. I shut him up with a kiss.
It's so good to feel his warm weight on my body and his clean, bare skin
against mine. I savor the feeling, and enjoy a slow, hot kiss as well.
