She pulled him back to her after he'd been able to catch his breath. He slipped right back into sync with his kisses finding he couldn't get enough of it.
He brushed his hand down the dip of her dress, feeling her heartbeat against his hand. He wasn't feeling her up just in a hurried frenzy. He was appreciating every part of her. After this long he wasn't going to rip her clothes off, this was special. So when he slipped her out of her dress there was a golden light that surrounded her in his head. He had to take her in piece by piece like when he designed her. Each part of her was as delicate as the next.
His lips scanned slow, stopping just over her navel where his hand followed softly. He placed a sweet kiss against her stomach, then up the line of her chest.