Joseph’s POV
When I pulled her onto my lap, she barely closed her mouth. She willingly straddled me, 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 me 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 me, full of longing. I was completely immersed 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 moment, 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 me.
I pulled back to look at her, admiring her, beautiful and captivated by me; yet she captivated me 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 moment.
Sensing her need to set her own pace, I gently lifted her hips and guided her to straddle me. Ava positioned herself on top of me, adjusting until she slowly took me in. As she moved downward, I felt myself growing harder with every inch she enveloped. When she had fully accepted me, 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 seemed 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 me, leaving me uncertain what to do.
"Joseph..." she whispered.
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 screamed within us.
Ava leaned down to kiss me, and the moment her lips touched my chest, her breasts pressed against me 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 movements became faster, more sensual, our desire not merely 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 me 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 me, the longing returned, pure and undeniable. In that moment, 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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