After nearly four years of abstaining, Cecilia felt more sensitive than she could ever remember being. She was suddenly desperate to have him inside her, and at the same time completely unwilling to stop what he was already doing. When was the last time she'd felt this good? Had she ever? She wasn't so sure. She took another deep breath and looked down at him, smiling and giving a light pull of his hair. "I'm with you," she promised. His touch was making her toes curl, and her legs parted further to give him better access. "Very with you. And I intend to stay."