"The only way to learn is," he huffed out a breath, a low moan caught in his throat as her hips rocked against his own, "through rigorous practice."

Turning to kiss the palm of her hand, he held her close, rolling their hips in time with the heave of their breath.

"I shouldn't have taken so long." I'm sorry. I'm sorry, he thought, unspoken but clear enough for her. Only for her.