his shoulders and his back.
Her world narrowed down around her until only Christopher seemed real.
Only his touch connected her to the world.
Parting her thighs for her husband, she let him know where she wanted to be
touched. He stroked the dark curls and then gently opened them, easing his fingers into the dewy folds, and, having found the opening of her body, sliding
deep.
“Ahhh,” she sighed.
“You're very wet and eager tonight, aren't you, darling?” he asked, pulling back so he could push inward again.
“Oh yes,” she moaned.
“Would you like a climax?”
“Only one?” she pouted.
He laughed. “Have I spoiled you so badly? Wonderful. What about two, one
now, one later?”
“Perfect.” She looped her arms around his neck while he slid his fingers gently in and out, building her pleasure higher. He found the swollen pearl of her
clitoris and circled it with his thumb.
She arched eagerly into his caresses, wanting the release he had promised.
Christopher did not disappoint. He worked the little nub until Katerina
wailed with pleasure and clamped hard on his encroaching fingers.
He kissed her sweetly as the peak faded.
“Well, love,” he said, sliding his fingers out, “would you fancy a new
position tonight?”
“Like what?” she gasped.
“I would like it if you would lie on your belly and let me enter you that way.”
He stroked her cheek, and the light in his eyes spoke volumes.
She turned away from him. “Oh, Christopher, I would rather not.”
“Why not?”
She pinched her lips together. “It's my back. I'm just not comfortable with it.”
“I told you it doesn't bother me,” he reminded her.
With a sigh, she admitted, “It bothers me. From behind, I feel broken. I don't
like that. There's no point in looking backward. The scars don't bother me, you
know. They're so much better now.”
“They're about as better as they're going to get.” Her voice had taken on a strained tone from the battle between her desire to state her opinion and her growing arousal.
“I know,” he replied. “As long as they're not a danger to you, let them be.
Don't worry, love. I'm not disgusted by any part of you. Those scars are a symbol
of your strength.” Someday, love, you're going to have to integrate your past and
your future.”
She swallowed hard and broke eye contact. “I know, but not yet. It's too soon. Please?”
“Very well.” Christopher rolled onto his back. “Let's put you on top then.”
He reached for her. Katerina was still learning to believe in safety, but in bed
at least, Christopher had never let her down. She gladly placed her hand in his
