Tender Restraint

Celine, still drowsy, gazed back at him. They chatted idly about nothing in particular.

"If you don't want to sleep, we could do something else more interesting," Vance suggested, his hands massaging her legs.

She wore a loose-fitting dress. His hands could easily slip beneath the hem.

The living room lights were bright, the glare making her eyes hazy.

Vance leaned down, his hand moving slowly upw