The warmth of his breath felt cool against her dampened breast as he spoke softly. "These are beautiful."

He took his time kissing each of her swollen and sensitized nipples in turn before looking up at her, his eyes gleaming a dark, deep emerald. "You are beautiful, Sara. All over."

"You haven’t seen all of me yet…"

"But I am going to." It was a fierce promise of intent.

"Here?" Sara looked about at the sterile practicality of the black and white kitchen.

Simon gave a mischievous ...