Page 42 of Harbinger of Destiny

“As long as they are tears of joy, I’ll always welcome your tears.” He pressed a soft kiss to her lips. “Now, how about you take off your clothes? I believe I haven’t made love to you in over two days.”

“Two very long days.”

She reached for his T-shirt and pulled it over his head, before she opened the button of his pants. He stopped her from proceeding by snatching her tank top and pulling it over her head. Underneath it she wore no bra.

“Baby,” he murmured, while he admired her naked breasts.

He touched them, taking both into his palms and kneading them. Amy moaned softly in response to his caresses. He felt her pull his zipper down and push his pants over his hips until they pooled around his feet. Before she could do the same with his boxer briefs, Joshua stopped her and freed her of her shorts and panties.

“Impatient much?” she asked with a smile.

“You would be too.” He directed a pointed look at the outline of his erection as it stretched the fabric of his boxer briefs to capacity.

“I see. That definitely explains your impatience.” She laid her palm over his hard-on and squeezed him through the fabric. The touch sent a spear of fire through his body.

Joshua gasped. “Damn it, careful with that, baby. Or it might go off too early.”

But Amy didn’t seem to be deterred by his warning and instead, hooked her thumbs underneath the fabric and stripped him. He helped and stepped out of his shoes so he could free himself fully of his clothes.

Naked, he pulled her into his arms, her body molding to his. He loved the way she felt, the skin-on-skin contact, the intimacy of their embrace. And the knowledge that she was his to love and to cherish.

Joshua captured her lips and explored her. He lifted her off her feet and carried her to the bed, where he lowered them down on the sheets without severing the kiss or the embrace.

Amy spread her legs without his urging, and he slid into the space she’d made for him, his cock already poised at her pussy.

He ripped his lips from hers. “Fuck, I promised myself to go slower this time.”

“Slow is overrated.” She put both hands on his ass, and drew him to her, his cock parting her nether lips.

“You have a way of talking me into it that’s hard to resist.”

“Then don’t resist.”

Joshua didn’t wait for her last word to roll over her lips and thrust into her to the hilt. She gasped. He loved how tight she was, how she fit around him. Simply perfect.

Joshua began to move, and she moved with him, joining his rhythm. They moved in sync their bodies merging. They were connected, not just by his cock inside her pussy, but by the love that lived in their hearts, a love that would grow even stronger with the years.

Everything felt more real now. Their lovemaking was more intense, almost raw and untamed, without barrier, without holding back. He was finally ready to give everything of himself to this woman, because the woman in his arms gave him everything in return: her heart, her body, and her soul.

When Amy’s breathing became more ragged, he knew they were both close, and he increased the tempo of his thrusts.

“Yes, Joshua, yes…”

He shifted his angle just slightly, so that with every thrust, he brushed over her clit. Amy’s interior muscles suddenly spasmed around him as she climaxed. She squeezed his cock like a tight glove, and he came without warning. He felt his semen shoot through his cock and fill her, and the thought that they could create a new life at any time made his heart leap with excitement.

“You little minx,” he murmured, as he stopped moving and remained braced on his elbows and knees. “One of these days, I’ll teach you how enjoyable it is to go slowly.”

Amy grinned mischievously. “It was pretty enjoyable already.”

“Are you making fun of me?”

“I wouldn’t dare.” But a giggle escaped her lips.

“I guess I’m gonna have to silence you.”

Before she had a chance to respond, he kissed her. He loved that she seemed more confident now, and he knew that he would do everything in his power so she would never doubt his love for her, never feel as if she wasn’t worthy. Because she was precious.

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