His own dark gaze fixed on her features, the lines of her body, watching every little twitch and shift and committing it all to memory. He was smiling dazedly as they came down from their orgasms, and as she laid down next to him, he reached out to take hold of her hand, twining their fingers together.

Lifting their hands up, he kissed the back of hers, lips lingering as he opened his eyes to look at her, his own breath still coming up a little short. "I'll never tire of making love to you."