Henri chuckled, smiling softly down at her, his expression warm, and a little sheepish, and still a bit awed. “You are a wonder,” he told her with amused fondness, and captured her mouth for another kiss.

Though he dared not remove her clothing, not yet, his own hands on her body became more purposeful, more sure. One hand he pressed flat to her back with gentle pressure, while the other roamed absently over her side, her waist, her hip.