Joseph’s POV
When I pulled her onto my lap, she barely closed her mouth. She willingly straddled , and we kissed hungrily, as if starving for each other. God, how I missed this woman!
Ava eagerly unbuttoned my shirt, her eyes gleaming with desire. I was more than ready for her, wanting her with every fiber of my being.
"Ava, I want to take off your dress. May I?" I asked between kisses.
"I won’t stop you," she repeated her earlier words, making smile.
I found the zipper on the side of her dress and pulled it down. I slid the straps off her arms, revealing her completely bare breasts. I caressed them with my fingers, my thumbs grazing her hardened nipples. Ava’s breasts were full and beautiful. I took one in my mouth while cupping the other, sucking and massaging simultaneously. I felt her body tremble. I lingered there, savoring her delicious breasts as she released moans of pleasure.
Ava was absolutely stunning! I was enchanted by her. Her gaze fell upon , full of longing. I was completely imrsed in my obsession with her.
I flipped us over, gently laying her down on the cushions. I pulled her dress down to her legs and tossed it aside, then slowly removed her panties, my eyes fixed on hers. I touched her intimately, feeling her wet warmth.
I pressed my body against hers, kissing her more passionately, feeling her body respond. I let out a possessive growl against her lips, as if claiming my ownership. At that mont, I couldn’t think, only feel and know—we belonged to each other.
I felt her hands caressing every tense muscle on my chest and shoulders. Her hands greedily touched every inch of my skin. I felt her nails lightly scratching down my spine, and I loved that sensation. My entire body surrendered to her, just as she surrendered to .
I pulled back to look at her, admiring her, beautiful and captivated by ; yet she captivated too, controlling every emotion, every move I made.
I positioned myself at her wet, warm, inviting entrance and slowly pushed in. I sealed her lips with mine as we began moving in sync, intertwining completely, lost in the mont.
Sensing her need to set her own pace, I gently lifted her hips and guided her to straddle . Ava positioned herself on top of , adjusting until she slowly took in. As she moved downward, I felt myself growing harder with every inch she enveloped. When she had fully accepted , she remained motionless for a heartbeat with her eyes closed, as if savoring this exquisite experience.
Countless sensations flooded through my body; every nerve ending seed to vibrate like an electric current, every hair standing on end. Ava was warm, wet, enticing, and full of desire—her nipples hardened, her skin covered in goosebumps. I wanted to kiss her, lick her, bite her, embrace her, caress her, but she remained still on top of , leaving uncertain what to do.
"Joseph..." she whispered.
"Hmm?" At that mont, I could barely manage even that sound without losing control.
"Fuck hard?"
Her words sent a jolt through , but a deeper need rose within—the need to nd, to cherish, not just to claim.
"No, Ava," I whispered against her skin, my voice thick with emotion. "Not tonight. Tonight I’m going to love you tenderly, slowly and gently worship your body, make you feel how much I love you, how much I want you back in my life."
Before she could respond, I captured her lips with mine and began to move again, a slow, deep rhythm. It was a lazy, passionate kiss, my tongue exploring her mouth, greedily tasting her sweetness in perfect rhythm with the gentle rocking of my hips against hers. My hands road her body as if in worship.
I started at her jawline, trailing kisses down her earlobe, along her neck, until I reached her full breasts, leaving a path of gentle kisses, licks, and nibbles. Ava moaned softly, tenderly stroking my hair, her body beginning to move in sync with mine once more. We were connected in mind and body, perfectly in harmony.
I greedily sucked on her breasts, gently caressing her nipples, stroking her skin. I tried to pour all my love for this woman into every tender touch, every sweet caress, and every drop of sweat that slid from my body onto hers.
I could barely do anything but stare at this beautiful, gentle woman who fascinated , who had shaken my world, challenged my beliefs, and made plunge into an abyss of unknown feelings, yearning for the sa love in return.
Ava spread her hands on my chest, riding , her head thrown back in ecstasy. I caressed her breasts, then slid my hands to her abdon and between her thighs. I felt her tightening around .
Unlike before, our lovemaking was quiet, broken only by passionate moans of pleasure. The feelings and emotions that had been suppressed during our painful separation now silently scread within us.
Ava leaned down to kiss , and the mont her lips touched my chest, her breasts pressed against too. I held her tightly as we maintained perfect synchrony, our bodies’ friction bringing us to the edge of climax. Between kisses, I couldn’t help but confess my feelings and make a promise.
"I love you, Ava. I will never stop loving you. I will always be yours."
Our movents beca faster, more sensual, our desire not rely for another orgasm or physical pleasure, but pure feeling—true love that nothing could change.
Ava kissed my lips again, and we intertwined wildly and desperately, reaching our climax together, becoming one. She moaned as she felt release inside her, reaching her own peak.
We lay side by side, trying to steady our breathing and heartbeats, feeling the warmth of each other’s bodies and the gentle touch that made our skin tingle.
We fell asleep in each other’s arms, cuddled together, our bodies spent but hearts full. In the morning, the first ray of sunlight woke us as it fell upon us. In the quiet glow, seeing her peaceful face beside , the longing returned, pure and undeniable. In that mont, I couldn’t resist, and I didn’t want to resist; I just wanted to have her again, letting the sunrise witness this profound love between us.
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