Dick all but collapsed against Carrie, only barely remembering to catch his weight to keep from crushing her underneath him. He was still pressed against her, still breathing heavily. He'd been taught from youth to use all his senses at all times, and now all his senses were filled with his wife.
When he caught his breath slightly, he pressed his lips to hers. "I love you," he said when he was sure that he could speak. Not for the first time, he found himself thinking how beautiful she was, how he loved this look on her face, rare as it was to see it. How much he wanted her all the time.