She's never simply been taken care of this way, touched for the sake of being touched. Juliet soaks it up now, closing her eyes and trying to anticipate where the next touch is going to be.

Never in her life has she felt so vulnerable, naked under someone in the bright light of day, but here she is with James, eager for him, for more. Slowly, her fingers drag up and down his arms, loving the feel of this person wanting her.

"I like it when you call me that," she whispers, raising her head just enough to capture his lips with her own.