Joshua’s pulled her to his lap with a gentle grace, and she sat on his firm thighs, feeling the warmth she knew so well encompass them both, as if there was nothing in the whole wide world but the two of them.
Starting with the high necked bodice of her dress, he took one button at a time, each one slipped away uncovering more pink white skin beneath. She was still crying, a lot of tears in the full well to be dispensed with, though her body need was soon supplanting her need to weep. When his hand reached in to find her breasts, he withdrew it bringing a soft pink n****e to his mouth.
Such tenderness! Fiona thought to herself.
Such soft flesh! Joshua mused.
How he’d come to rely on her fragrant body to please him! Had he been so self-absorbed? Less than attentive to her? Likely, he
