Redeeming-Love-By-Francine-Rivers

F R A N C I N E R I V E R S
“You please me just as you are.”
She wanted more than anything to please him in all ways.
Remember all I taught you, Angel, Duke’s voice came unbidden. Use
it and use him.
When Michael smiled at her, the dark voice lost its power. “No barriers,”
Michael said. “Nothing between us.”
So Angel gave herself up. She had no thought for anything but Michael.
She had always thought a man’s body ugly. Michael was beautiful, and she
worshiped him.
Michael rejoiced in her. “You’re like the earth…the Sierras, the fertile valley,
and the sea.” He drew her up so they were sitting cross-legged on the
bed, facing one another. She didn’t know what he had in mind until he took
her hands and bowed his head. He prayed aloud, giving thanks for the pleasure
they had taken in one another.
Angel’s heart hammered violently. What was his God going to think of
this? When Michael finished praying, he smiled at her, the glow in his eyes
easing her fear.
“No lightning, beloved,” he said, understanding. “All good things come
down from the Father. Even this.” He lay back and drew her to him, holding
her close until they both slept.
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