"At least," she breathes out, moving with him slowly and in no rush. Her hands cradle his face and she kisses him deeply, languidly.

She never thought there would be a time she could picture herself getting married again, wearing a ring, but with James, she can, and she wants to. She wants forever with him.

When she does finally speed up, it's because her pleasure is there, hers for the taking, and she wants him with her, moaning softly.