Getting a Leg Up

Kissing my toes, she smiled and then pressed my foot against the side of her face.

"Ultra-Sexing Leg," she sighed happily, rubbing her hand from ankle to knee.

"Ultra-Sexing You," I sighed back to her, and I got my other leg around her and pulled her all the way down on top of me. I hugged her close, hugged her dearly. "Ultra-Sexing Us?" I asked, and she nodded and then leaned down for a kiss.

It wasn't the last time we kissed that night—and certainly not the last time we had sex—but in that one moment I think we really did become married in the truest sense of the word!