“He wanted to touch her everywhere, taste her, hear her respond to his hands, mouth, body. Screw Christmas, she would be his new holiday; worshiping her would be the event that his life would now revolve around. Making her happy, making her life complete, making her breathe catch and her muscles tighten, then relax. Over the last fifteen years, he had thought about this moment so many times, envisioning how her skin would feel, the sounds she would make as his fingers discovered a new sensitive spot. But the reality was so much better--- and he already sensed he would never have enough time to satisfy all the ways he wanted this woman.”