The feel of his hands against her hips as they moved together, his belly slapping against her ass, his hardness inside her was her only focus. This was her man and he was taking her in the most primal way a man could.
He didn’t let up. He was power, and he was strength, and he was hers. She was going to come and she wanted him to know it. He was a talker and she would give him what he wanted.
“Don’t stop, baby. Just like that. I’m coming. Don’t stop if you want to feel me come all over you. I want to feel you gush inside me!” Lux screamed as her inner muscles tightened and her toes curled.
“Yes!” Josh shouted as she felt the heat as he released inside her. As her body contracted and released his powerful hands clutched at her hips, holding her steady.
When her hands gave out and she sank onto the bed, Josh followed her down. “Do you feel that, Luxandria? That’s what it feels like when we make love. I haven’t felt this in seven years.”
Lux didn’t have the strength to answer. He was perfect. Their being together in this way was even better than she remembered.
They showered and made love two more times during the night. First, she took him to their special chair where she made slow love to him. When he grew hungry, they looked for food in the bare kitchen. In the end, they ordered Chinese. In the time it took for the food to arrive, they used the kitchen counter to full effect.
As they ate, without prompting, Josh told her all about Aviva and Rachel. Lux then took the time to ask if he and his family could help Sam. The thought of never seeing her brother again, was more than she could stand. She wanted Sam and his wife safe.
From what she’d gathered about the Kingdoms, they never left a service unpaid and she ruthlessly tapped into that.
“Will you try for me, Josh? I need to know that he’s going to be okay.”
“I’ll try Luxie,”
“That’s all I ask,” where her final words.
By the time she finished speaking, Lux was fast asleep over her unfinished meal. When Josh picked her up and deposited her on the bed, she was too far gone to register any of his tender care.
****
Josh smiled as memories of their night together slowly filtered into his mind. Extending an arm, he reached for Lux. The space beside him was empty. A feeling of déjà vu hit him with so much force, he sprung out of the bed and ran from the room.
She wasn’t there. He could feel the emptiness in the house as he moved from room to room. No essence of her presence remained which told him, she’d been gone for a while.
Anger exploded within him. How could he have been such a fool? They hadn’t actually spoken about their marriage, but somehow he thought they’d reached an understanding. Fool that he was, he actually expected to find her beside him when he woke up.
Wanting nothing more than to rip the house apart, Josh tried to get a hold on his temper and failed. Standing naked in the living room, he went on a rampage of total destruction. When the haze of rage finally lessened, he looked at the carnage he’d caused with dispassionate eyes. Nothing was left untouched. For seven long years, he’d kept everything exactly as she’d left it. His reason was that deep in his heart he’d known she would be back. Raking his fingers through his tousled hair, Josh turned and walked out of the room.
He didn’t slam the door as he left; rather he pulled it close behind him. The click of the lock engaging carried with it a finality that for him was symbolic of this chapter of his life.
Back in their bedroom, Josh couldn’t help looking over at the bed. The impression in the pillow still remained. The smell of their lovemaking still hung in the air and he wanted to rip this room apart. Calling on every measure of his considerable will power, he turned and went into the bathroom.
Standing under the water, memories of the night before assailed him. Josh couldn’t remember the last time he’d cried, and he made no attempt to still the tears that ran down his face and mingled with the spray that washed over him. Feeling like hell, he knew he had to pull himself together. A deep breath later he, got out of the shower and dressed.
Taking one final look around the room, he knew this would be the last time he ever entered it, or the house.
Two steps into the hallway, Josh heard the sound of the radio and his nostrils picked up the aroma of freshly brewed coffee.
The rate of his heartbeat scared him. Blood rushed through him with so much force, he could feel every pulse in his body. Pushing open the door, he saw Lux standing by the counter singing along to the radio. Even if his life had depended on it, he couldn’t move.
Seemingly sensing his presence, Lux broke off, looked around, and smiled. “Oh no, you're dressed. I was going to give you breakfast in bed. I have freshly squeezed orange juice, which I might add, I did myself. We also have croissants, jam, and scrambled eggs and…” Lux trailed off as she reached for a cup and placed it on the counter. “Did you know that nice Mr. Batiste died? His son’s running the shop now. I should have been back ages ago, but I couldn’t resist revisiting the neighborhood.”