YOU MADE ME LOVE AGAIN

Chapter 2

His desire for her was blatant and she welcomed it, she felt her breast cresting against his hard muscles chest and knew he felt her reaction to him, pleasure to pleasure.

Slowly, sensuously, he pulled her clothes from her, never taking his eyes from hers.

 Letting his delicate hands perform the same intimate pleasure, he let her do what she had been accusing to do as she run the palms of her hands over his bare smooth taut muscles torso, glorying in its muscles strength. 

And for answer he cupped the small weight of her swelling breasts with his hands, thumbs lifting to their cresting peaks.

 She gave a moan in her throat, dropping back her hand as the arousal of the sensation was so much on her.

Desire quickened in her, a sense of urgency as he was pressing her back down upon the coverlet of the bad, drawing it back so they lay upon the sheets. 

A groan broke from him as he gazed down at her hot body, expressing his desire for her.

 She lifted her hands down to run them more to vet that spectacular torso, to glide them downwards over his taut, muscled abs and then gasp and gasped again as heat was surging in her.

Her hand was around his nape, drawing her eager mouth to his, feasting on its sweet delight. 

She moved under him and with another groan he flipped her back on the sheets.

 His hands clasped hers as her hair were scattered as she could sense his absolute self control, she lifted her mouth to his.

 

Kissed him lightly sensuously. Then she let her head fall back upon the pillow as she moaned deeply. 

Slowly, with infinite passion, he lowered himself to her and with a response her thighs slackened, letting him find what he urgently need. 

She opined to him, feeling her body heated with crazy desires.

All her blood surge in a swelling ride. Her heated flesh fitted around his strength endorsing him within her.

 Feeling the power of him and her answering desire for him. She felt her spine lift, arching towards his body as it reared over hers. 

Her creates nipples gazed his torso as he groaned deeply, his fingers messing with hers tightly. 

The strong cord of his neck, the tense line of his jaw all told her he was getting near to release.

The exploratory movements of her hips, made him engorged within her.

The sensual pleasure of it with every slow deliberate movement she could feel the tide of her desire mounting within her, dissolving her into him as the heat rising within her became unbearable.

He dissolved her into a vast upwelling of unstoppable sensation.

 Flooding out into the Wholeness of her body, consuming and possessing her as she heard her cry out , felt her neck arching and heard his own road of release. 

She felt the spasming of his hands on hers, thw surging pulse of his body within hers.

 Burning her ablaze, infinitely slowly. She could feel the pounding of her heart and his as their bodies slackened.

He was cradling her trembling body moving away from her only to draw her back against him, his strong hands tender on her as his breath warm on her shoulder as he held her until her body lay still and quiet with his.

He softly eased the tangled tendrils of her hair back from her face.

 The heartbeat quickening finally kissed her checkbone quiet while murmuring low words that she couldn't understand. 

The peace of fulfilment, of a contentment that seemed to be in every atom of her as she could feel his powerful body, exhausted and relaxed in the aftermath of the overwhelming intensity of their love making.

 A slow tender smile eased her lips and then her eyelids were fluttering closed and sleep, so necessary was sweeping up over her.

Embracing her sweetly as he did with hus slackening arms around her. 

James looked at her, the way she embraced him made his heart melt. 

James couldn't sleep that night as he lay sleepless , gazing at the shadowed ceiling.

 One arm crooked behind his head as he had slightly moved bethel away from him.

 Feeling a mix of satisfaction, Anticipation and restlessness over what he did.

 He wasn't supposed to go deep, he shouldn't have made love to het at all. 

 He totally regretted why he couldn't control himself and resist her seduction instead of playing along with it. 

Bethel does not deserve to be called his woman. She had given herself to men freely wherever she wants a man on bed.

 He just couldn't understand why his heart still beat crazily for her despite the fact. 

She's a slut who takes pleasure in sleeping around. 

He'd caught her once the day he had paid an unknown visit to her, she had been wrapped in another man's hands, pleasuring him the way he had just pleasured her this night.

 She had rejected him to be her spouse after making it known to him that she wasn't ready to get tied down with any man.

He just doesn't know if he's doing the right thing at all as it doesn't appear to be the right thing to him.

Would he want to spend the rest of his life with someone who takes pleasure in using her body to satisfy men.

She rejected him when he's supposed to be the one rejecting her after all her atrocities she had committed with her body but he was the one she rejected.

" Jeez, why do I still love this girl after all she'd done to me. What's wrong with me" James asked himself worriedly as she looked at bathel who was still enjoying her sleep.

He just have to make up his mind fast before something else set in. 

Despite how much he wants to hate her and fall out of love with her. He still couldn't get over the feelings in him.

Instead it goes stronger as the day passes by.

He remembered the day he met her.