“How generous of you.” His body was tense, his skin hot and tight, blood rushing through his head with a sexual buzz. “Maybe I will put it here, then.”

Coming a half inch from contact, he pulled his finger back. “Or maybe not.”

She groaned, and he gave a low laugh. “Are you hungry, Mandy?” He stared into her rich brown eyes and wanted her to understand, wanted her to feel the same urgency and longing. “I am. I’m very, very hungry.”

He smeared the jelly on her bottom lip from side to side. The tip of her tongue came out and flicked across his finger. The burn in his gut increased, and he snatched his finger back, out of her reach.

Replacing his finger with his mouth, he kissed her, licking at her lips, teasing his tongue into her until they were both covered in sugar and sweet fruit, passion, and the taste of each other. His hands dug in her hair as he drew her in closer, and her bare breasts brushed across his button-up shirt. Wanting to feel her against him, he used one hand to laboriously undo each button on his shirt, while he nipped and ate at her mouth.

When he got the shirt apart and her chest collided with his, they both groaned. “You feel so good, Mandy. So perfect.”

Her head tipped back and he took the opportunity to suckle her neck.

“Damien, it’s so different with you. So much more…intense. That sounds ridiculous, doesn’t it?”

“No.” Not at all. “I was thinking the same thing.”

His knees were crunching around in crackers and cheese, and he shifted, needing more.

“Lie back.” Even as his hands were easing her down, he realized that was wrong. “Shit, we’re not supposed to do that.” He pulled her back up, immediately feeling guilty for forgetting and flinging her around like a rag doll. “Sorry.”

Mandy touched his cheek. “Don’t do that. Don’t apologize for something like that. This is new for both of us and we’re trying to learn how to adjust. The book did say after the fourth month I shouldn’t lie on my back for long periods of time, like sleeping. I don’t think this counts, but if it makes you more comfortable we can just try a different position.”

He loved how she was so matter-of-fact about what they were doing. They were lovers, having sex, and no sense in tiptoeing around that.

She was wiggling out of his arms. “The book encouraged couples to experiment with new ways of making love.”