"Her fingers dug into the flesh of his hips as his own passion peaked. His face was buried in her neck and her skin felt his rapid, moist breath as he chanted her name. He didn't leave her. He couldn't forsake the paradise just yet. Nestled within her body, he raised himself on his elbows and looked down at her. Tenderly he kissed each feature of her face. "Is this possible?" she breathed, referring to the enormity of her rapture. "Yes, yes," he murmured against her lips. He raised his head and his eyes searched her face once again. His expression was difficult to define, but it closely resembled love."