He bent his head, bringing his lips near her ear. “Talk of the future confuses you, I know. But I think about it all the time."
His hands moved slowly down her bare arms. “When the time is right, when it’s our time, I want to undress you – slowly – in front of the fire. Slowly, one item at a time. I want to roll down your stockings and unlace your corset. I want to slowly take the pins out of your hair and catch the weight of it in my hands. Then I want to learn the feel of every inch of you.

Autor: Maggie Osborne