in awe

Instead, I fought to control in me the nervous excited trembling that took me as I began to imagine and then barely see the just-a-bit-higher-please charms I never expected to witness, even as the hem of her skirt drifted completely away to roll in a bunch at her belly. I held my breath in awe.

Lord Malinov, Journals of Lord Malinov

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