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They were together again, she whispered to herself. He held her carefully, but firmly.
Then they both eased down onto the bed, her back sinking into the softness, his weight pressing gently down upon her.
Pleasure flared through her, seizing control of every nerve. She'd never felt anything like this. Not even when she and Qazim had been together at first.
Absence had been hiding this passion, this mutual need.
But that was all behind them now. There would be no more separation.
She felt Qazim's body on her. Curling her leg around him she opened herself up to him. Qazim leanedone elbow to the side, taking some of his weight.
Then he dipped his head to her breasts. He took one of her nipples in his mouth and she cried out with the sudden pleasure. He began to lave her mound, his tongue circling, sending waves of delight straight to her core.
It was as if he was feasting on her. And she loved every second of it. She fisted his hair, holding it firm. She heard him grasp and she wondered if she'd pulled too hard. But, his tongue circled her nipple once again, and she groaned. She leaned her head back, sinking against the bed and gave herself over completely to him.
After a while, after an eternity of ecstasy, she felt his head move down, across her belly. That sent even more waves of pleasure coursing through her. That made the heat at her core become an insistent demand.
She felt him lavish kisses across her middle. Every one of those caresses made her shiver with delight.
Then his fingers traced a line across her core and to the inside of her thighs. The hard skin of his fingers felt harsh against the softness of her inner thighs. But she'd already guessed what he had in mind. What he'd done to her many times before. What she wanted him to do to her, right now.
His fingers moved up to her core, parting her folds, finding her most sensitive spot. She gasped as she felt his thumb begin to move in a slow circle around her nub
He hadn't forgotten how to make her feel renewed. How to make her feel ecstasy. He never would, she realized.
Every expert movement of his thumb made her hips shift involuntarily. Made her move so that she could feel even more pleasure; so that he would know never to stop.
Grace curled her fingers against one of his shoulders, holding onto him. She wanted to claw at him, demanding more.
He continued his torment of her, his merciless pursuit of her ecstasy. Wave after wave of pleasure swept through as he moved his fingers.
Then, she felt the biggest wave of all tumbling toward her. She cried out and she felt him hold her tight, felt his head rest against her as she felt every nerve in her body come alive. She screamed and felt every muscle quiver, all anticipation fulfilled, a blissful emptiness filling her. She held onto him as the wave subsided, as the pleasure began to dim.
He rested against her for what seemed like an eternity.
Then, he lifted himself up, his shoulders broad, his gaze feral and primal.
Now it was time. Urgency had taken hold of him.
It was time for them to truly be together.
Grace shifted, opening herself to him. She felt his firmness at her opening. Now she wanted him more than she could ever have known possible.
Qazim positioned himself and then, impatient, but also sensing her own urgency, he thrust himself inside. This time it was his turn to groan with ecstasy. His voice was shockingly loud in the confines of the bedroom.
She felt him fill her, sensed herself tighten around him. As she did that, she felt his muscles quiver, as if the pleasure was just too intense.
He paused, and she savored the sense of reunion, the connection.
Then, he began to move.
To begin with, his thrusts were easy, even careful. But with each one, she saw his features tighten with desire, his eyes filling with need.
With him inside her again, Grace felt complete. And as he pushed up, he found her nub with his hips, the gentle pressure sending waves of pleasure into her every time.
It was like a dance. And they'd never forgotten how to move together. Grace gripped Qazim's hips, holding onto him as he pushed ever deeper inside her.
The ecstasy seemed to last forever. She wanted it to never stop. She gazed up at him. Their eyes were locked upon one another. She could see certainty in his eyes. He knew what this meant. What it had always meant.
