"Your body is so sensitive, even before you got pregnant." He groaned, his eyes still on her. And his hands too. "Do you remember that night...? The first night I touched your brèasts?"

She nodded, her eyes heavy-lidded. "How can I ever forget...!?" she jerked as he tugged on her. Memories of that night made her go all liquid in between her shaky legs.

He drew his head closer until it almost rested on the wall beside hers, and whispered, "I go shot by an arrow and ...