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234 DANCING IN THE MOONLIGHT
“You take my breath away, Maggie.” He kissed her
tenderly, his eyes open. Hers remained open, as well,
and he prayed she could read the truth in his eyes. “You
have nothing to be uncomfortable about. Absolutely
nothing. Every single part of you is beautiful to me.”
She let out a ragged breath and he saw a tear drip out
of the corner of her eye to her nose. He kissed it away, then
another, then dipped his head to cover her mouth with his.
She had been so worried, so sure she could never
enjoy this again for her self-consciousness and emotional
angst. But as sweet, healing sensations surged to
all her nerve endings, she wondered why she had ever
been so concerned. Making love to Jake suddenly
seemed the most natural, wonderful thing in the world.
She forgot to be uncomfortable, forgot to worry
about what she looked like from the waist down. She
focused completely on the magic they made together.
This was Jake, the man she loved, and she couldn’t
imagine anything more beautiful than sharing this
intimacy with him.
He seemed to know exactly how to touch her, and
they spent what felt like forever exploring each other.
The world seemed to condense to right here, to this
moment in his arms. Still, something flickered in the
back of her mind, some shadow of concern that
wouldn’t quite crystallize.
At last, when she thought she would crack apart with
anticipation, he poised himself above her and entered her
slowly, sliding inside inch by torturous, wonderful inch.
She had worried about the mechanics of this, too, but