"I want what you want," I whisper

He undoes the next three buttons of his shirt, removes the cufflinks, tugs it over his head, and discards it on the floor. Removing his suit pants and boxer briefs, he kicks them to one side. He begins to undo the buttons on my blouse while I watch him, yearning to reach out and stroke his chest, but I contain myself.

You intoxicate me and you calm me. Such a heady combination." He kisses my hair. Grabbing my hand, he tugs me into the shower.