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mouth from hers and left a trail of hot openmouthed kisses on her neck.
    “Aye.” There was no thought of denial. In her heart, this man was her husband. “Warm me. Drive away the dark vision.”
    James shifted her so that she was sitting on the ground. Surging to his feet, he tore his shirt over his head and spread it on the ground next to her. He kicked off his shoes and yanked his pants off. Naked, he stood before her, offering her everything that he was. She could do no less.
    Coming to her feet, she unlaced the front of her dress.
    “Let me.” His voice was hoarse with desire and she would deny him nothing. She dropped her hand back to her sides, giving him silent permission.
    His fingers tugged the laces wide, tracing the valley between her breasts. Her breath caught as the back of his hand stroked the curve of her breast. He ran his finger across her collarbone before settling his hands on her shoulders. Ever so slowly, he pushed the coarse fabric over her shoulders and arms. When it was free of her hands, it fell to the ground and pooled at her feet. She stepped out of her dress and James spread it next to his shirt, creating a makeshift bed for them.
    Dressed now in only her cotton shift, shoes and woolen stockings, she felt hot and cold at the same time as James continued to stare at her. She could see the wonder and the love in his eyes as he reached out and cupped her breasts in his hands. Her puckered nipples were visible though the thin cloth and she moaned when he traced them with his thumbs. “You are so beautiful, Esther.”
    She wanted to be with him now. Wanted to feel the heat and hardness of his body against her and within her. Stepping back, she bent down and shucked her shoes and stockings. Without stopping, she tugged her shift over her head, letting it drop to the forest floor. Lowering herself onto the spread clothing, she held out her hand to him. “Come love me.”
    “Always,” he assured her as he stretched out beside her. “Nothing will ever change my love for you. Not time or circumstance.”
    His words shook her to her core as her earlier vision sprang back to mind. Desperately wanting to bury it, she tugged him toward her, offering herself without reserve.
    James’s hand was warm on the small mound of her belly as he leaned down and claimed her with his mouth. The kiss was thick with passion, stealing the breath from her body. His hand stroked upward until he could cup her breast, teasing her distended nipple mercilessly. Her hips rocked, searching for his hardness, wanting him to fill the aching void within her. Her fingers dug into his shoulders as he continued to plunder her mouth.
    He tore his mouth away, leaving her gasping for breath as he lowered his head to her breast. He kissed the tiny heart-shaped birthmark on the inner curve of her left breast, as he always did, before he covered the swollen tip and suckled. A cry was wrung from Esther’s lips as she arched toward him, wanting to get closer.
    The hand on her other breast disappeared abruptly, quickly skimming down her torso and belly toward the thatch of hair between her thighs. Eagerly, she parted them, wanting his touch. She was already wet for him, ready for him to claim her. His fingers sifted through the curly hair before stroking the damp folds of her sex. She was panting hard now, so close to finding satisfaction. But she didn’t want that. Not yet. She wanted his hardness buried within her so they could both reach the peak together.
    “Now, James.”
    He shuddered and she could feel the flex of his cock against her hip as he pulled away and levered himself over her. She opened her legs wider and moaned as he settled atop her, bracing his weight on his forearms. His erection brushed against her opening and she cried out again, raising her hips off the ground. James fit the tip of his cock within her and held himself steady. “I love you, Esther.” He surged forward, burying himself to the hilt.
    They’d made