They both lay there, breathing hard and trying to catch their breath as the morning brightened outside. Then, surprisingly, beneath her ear, a slow, quiet, wonderful chuckle began. It rumbled there like sweet thunder until, puzzled, she raised her head to study his face.
But his eyes remained closed while his chest rose and fell beneath her own with silent laughter.
"I could get used to this for the rest of my life, Amor."
And suddenly she understood why he laughed, it was a laugh of clear satisfaction.
A smile blossomed on her lips, and a slow glow began deep down in her belly, reaching the place where they were still joined. He slung his arms around her, hugged her tightly, and smiled against her hair as he rolled them both from side to side several times.
"Ahh, you're going to be all I crave for the rest of my life," came his words, softened in a lover's praise. "Do you want to do it again?"
