Page 85 of Worship Him

I lift my head, taking in the sight of her flushed and breathless beneath me. "What you want, my love?"

Destiny's eyes lock with mine, dark with desire. "You. Always you."

I feel her lips press against my chest, a playful tease that sends a jolt through me. Her kisses trail up my neck, her teeth grazing my skin in a lovebite that's more a promise than a mark. I growl, my hand finding its way into her hair, gripping lightly as I bite into her neck.

Her moan fills the room, a sound I've missed more than I care to admit. I lean down, capturing her lips in a fierce kiss before I make my way down her neck, leaving a trail of lovebites in my wake.

She arches into my touch, her breath hitching as I nip at the sensitive spot where her neck meets her shoulder.

I move lower, my mouth exploring the soft curves of her body. She squirms beneath me, her moans loud as I lavish more attention on her breasts.

I tease one nipple with my tongue, then the other, before taking one into my mouth, sucking and biting gently until she's a writhing mess of need and desire.

"Adam," she gasps, her voice a plea for more.

I oblige, my hands roaming over her body, reacquainting myself with every dip and swell. I've missed this, the taste of her skin, the sound of her moans, the way she moves beneath me as if I'm the only one who's ever truly understood her.

And I can never get enough.

"You're mine," I growl against her stomach, my words a possessive claim that makes her shudder with want.

"Yes," she breathes, her fingers gripping the sheets. "Yours."

I continue my exploration, my hands and mouth worshiping her until she's trembling, begging for release.

I position myself between her legs, my eyes locking with hers as I enter her in one smooth thrust. She cries out, her body arching off the bed to meet mine.

Our lovemaking is a frenzied dance of passion and rekindled love, each movement a testament to our past and a promise for our future.

I feel her tighten around me, her orgasm building as I thrust deeper, harder, until we're both crying out in ecstasy.

We lay there, spent and sated, our bodies slick with sweat and our hearts pounding in unison. I roll onto my back, pulling her with me so she's draped across my chest.

I stare up at the ceiling, my mind racing even as my body relaxes. This is where I'm meant to be, with Destiny in my arms and our daughter sleeping peacefully down the hall.

It's a second chance I never saw coming, but now that I have it, I'll be damned if I let it slip through my fingers again.

I tighten my arm around Destiny, pressing a kiss to the top of her head.

We lie quietly, happily for a few moments before she gets up. The moonlight dances across her naked skin as she moves with a feline grace, disappearing into the walk-in closet for a moment before reappearing with a mischievous glint in her eye.

In her hands, she holds a silky blindfold and a length of velvet rope—props I hadn't expected her to have.

"Where did you get those?" I ask, my voice low and thick with curiosity.

She bites her lower lip, a playful gesture that never fails to stir something primal within me. "I may have made a little detour to a boutique before we left," she confesses, her eyes locked onto mine.

I arch an eyebrow, my gaze shifting from her to the items in her hands. "And what, pray tell, do you plan to do with those?"

She steps closer, the subtle sway of her hips entrancing. "I thought it might be fun to spice things up a bit," she says, her voice dropping to a sultry whisper. "You tie me up, blindfold me, and then... have your way with me."

A slow smile spreads across my face as I take in the sight of her—eager, beautiful, and completely irresistible. "You're full of surprises, aren't you?"

"Always," she purrs, extending the items toward me. "So, what do you say? Are you up for it?"

I don't need to be asked twice. I take the blindfold and rope from her, letting the soft fabric and supple velvet slide through my fingers. "Turn around," I command, my voice carrying the unmistakable edge of dominance.

She obeys, presenting her back to me. I step behind her, close enough that I can feel the heat radiating off her body, and begin to secure her wrists with the rope.

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