Desolation

Chapter 04

What started out with Henry gently resting his hands on Amina's thighs turned into a precarious little game. One hand was on the steering wheel while his other hand was slowly sliding up her thighs. Amina took in a sharp breath of air. His touch alone ignited a fire in her that was dormant for so long. Henry loved how her body responded to his touch. He could feel the goosebumps on her skin rising.

When Henry Parked the car in the garage of their home. Amina got up from her seat and went over to his side and straddled his lap. She didn't let him speak as she quickly connected his lips to hers. Henry was shocked to say the least but snapped out of it and kissed her back. Amina decided that it wasn't enough so she started rocking her hips on his bulge that was growing under her. He let out a throaty moan that sounded like music to Amina's ears.

"Fuck Amina!" He moaned as he started grinding his hips up to meet her rythm. He greedily gripped onto her ass.

Amina couldn't help but let out whimpers as his hands were roaming all over her body. Henry decided that they should continue in the house and that was just what they did. They hurridly got out of the car and once he locked the car they both got into the house. Henry shut the door and pushed Amina against the door. He was towering over her body and so he began to assault her neck. He was biting and kissing her neck. Although Amina loved the feeling she was too eager to get right into the sex. She hadn't gotten any action in a long time and her patience was running thin.

She palmed his bulge and started rubbing against it while innocently looking up at Henry's eyes. The sight alone made him a moaning mess. He quickly lifted her up and Amina wrapped her legs around his waist.

When they made it to the bedroom he gently pushed her on the bed and started slowly undressing her. " Fuck baby....do you know what you do to me?" He said in his raspy voice. His once bright green eyes were now immersed in a shade of lust.

At first Henry went slow but as the night progressed he got rougher and rougher which Amina enjoyed, he loved the feeling of himself being wrapped around her warmth. It was so raw and unfeigned. They made love on a full moon. And just like the moon they felt whole and complete. That night they lay in each others arms with nothing but the thin linen sheets in between them that had witnessed their testament of love to each other. Their bodies slightly glistening with the sweat that was evidence of their sweet yet clandestine actions.

Henry couldn't help but gently seal a kiss on Amina's forehead as her eyes were slowly shutting. She was satisfied, he had worn her out and so she was completely gone. He lay there thinking about everything that had to do with the beautiful woman laying beside him whom he felt privileged to call his wife.

Henry had woken up to find his wife's leg gently wrapped around his waist and her face warmly pressed against his bare torso. He couldn't help but think about how safe he felt at that moment. He felt out of harm's way knowing that Amina was the woman that was in possession of his entire being.

Amina began stirring in her sleep and eventually got up. "Good morning." She greeted with a sluggish smile playing on her lips.

"Mornin' love. How are you feeling?" He asked with nothing but adoration in his voice.

Amina sweetly giggled at his question. "My legs kind of hurt but other than that I am pretty good and you?"

Henry couldn't help but feel gratification that her legs were aching due to last nights activities. " Better than ever." He silently whispered.

Amina got up with the linen sheets covering her bare body. She was limping into the bathroom to go take a much needed shower.

Henry couldn't help but laugh at the sight of Amina limping and walking side to side. "You look like a penguin babe." He said in between his laughs.