His body pressed against hers, deepening their moment of intimacy.

He slid his hand beneath her clothing.

His fingers were rough, not gentle.

Laura could even detect the calluses on his index finger.

They were the result of his occasional handling of firearms.

As his hand climbed higher on her body, her trembling increased.

Soon, her clothes were removed.

Her fair and soft skin was revealed.

She still maintained a good figure.

Childbirth hadn't altered her shape, though the skin on her abdomen was slightly loose.

It had only been a little over a month since she had given birth.

The skin on her abdomen hadn't had time to tighten yet.

She didn't want Morrison to see it, so she covered it with her hand.

Morrison saw what she was doing.

But to love someone is to love all of them.

Regardless of her flaws or virtues, he cherished them all.

Morrison caressed her cheek and whispered in a low, raspy voice, "I don't mind it." she faltered.

Laura still felt uneasy.

Morrison gently moved her hand aside and tenderly kissed her abdomen.

Laura tensed up, biting her lip.