"You say such lovely things," he teased back, eyes on hers as he buried his face between her legs. Letting out a low rumbled of a groan at the taste of her, hands gripping her thighs.

If taking her time was rare, over all those years on the run, he intended to touch her now with the care and reverence she deserved. They'd had their share of passionate fumbling. Now, he planned to be as thorough as possible.