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her breasts in a way that forced them up and together with large slits over the nipples. His eyes locked on them and she was tempted to look and make sure everything was in order. Judging by the harsh hunger in his face, it was very much in order.
    “Come here.”
    He held his hand out to her and she climbed the steps. She stood on the top and he caressed her calf then helped her into the tub. Once in, he tugged her waist, guiding her to sit in his lap, facing him. The look on his face constricted her throat. Agony and despair. But it was the desperate longing there that transformed him into pure innocence. It was like seeing the man he might have been before he gave up hope.
    Sarah took hi s face into her hands and kissed him with a delicate tenderness, not wanting to mar the perfection. “So beautiful,” she whispered on his lips. “So precious.” 
    Micah let out a shaky breath and slid his arms around her and laid his face against her breasts. She slid his forearms slowly up and down her back, just feeling her while moving his face along her chest, his warm breath raising goose bumps on her skin.
    He began tasting her, soft lips nipping along her breast while his hands slid up and down her back, tracing the outline of her back, hips, then legs as though he were measuring her shape to sculpt. Sarah wrapped her legs around him and pressed her body as close to his as she could, wanting to climb inside his skin and stay with him forever that way. She’d hungered to have him and here they were, together, skin to skin, heart to heart. She needed to get soul to soul with him. “Make love to me Micah.”
    “Sarah,” he whispered, dipping his head and covering her breast with a hot hungry suction. Sarah reached between them and swirled her fingers over the firm silky head of his shaft, making him groan hard and thrust his hips. He gripped her waist and helped her move into position. When he was poised at her entrance, Sarah took his face between her hands and kissed him softly while working her way onto him, both of them breathless at the initial pleasure it brought. Micah wrapped his arms tight around her and shoved her down onto him. Sarah’s head fell back with a sharp cry of sheer pleasure and Micah buried his face in her breasts, groaning between shaky gasps.
    While buried deep inside her, he ran his hands all over her again before grabbing her face and pulling her in for the tenderest kiss. God, he was killing her with this new side to him. So timid and gentle and…fucking sweet. It made her insane to devour him.
    Sarah began to move on him, wanting to see him in the throes of ecstasy while she made love to him. She held on to his shoulders and began riding him faster. Once she started, there was no slowing down or stopping her, she went wild on him until she was screaming in pleasure, forcing him to hit that place inside her that unlocked paradise. She reached down with her hand and rubbed her clit, thinking how amazing it would be to orgasm from there while he rocked her core.
    “Oh ffffuck,” Micah gasped, watching her. “Fuck yes, yes, baby rub it, do it.”
    “Micah!” She swirled her finger over that hard bud, feeling her orgasm right in her reach. “I’m coming,” she gasped, dropping her head back. “Oh God, yes!”
    Micah grabbed her waist and jerked her up and down on his cock, splashing water everywhere, his own orgasm taking him hard. Sarah came with him, her body trembling and convulsing with electrifying pleasure while Micah gave her those delicious sexy grunts, those mmm yes, fuck me good grunts he made, along with God, fuck, yes, groans. She knew there would never be a man that made her feel like Micah did. She did and felt things she’d never dreamed and yet knew she was born for it. He was her world, her soul mate, her friend, even if they didn’t believe in the same God. They believed in each other.  
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    Micah held Sarah in the tub, cradled in his lap. That’s where she