Chapter 239

Annie's POV

The moment Howard carried me to the bedroom, I felt an unprecedented sense of belonging. His movements were gentle yet strong, as if I were a fragile treasure. He placed me on the deep red silk sheets, looking down at me with intensity. Moonlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting a soft silver glow on his angular profile.

"You're so sexy," he said, his voice low and husky. His gray eyes flickered with unmistakable desire in the dim light, yet contained a heart-stirring restraint.

I didn't answer with words. Instead, I slowly reached up, wrapping my arms around his neck and drawing him toward me. My fingertips brushed the hair at his nape, feeling him shiver slightly at this simple touch.I unbuttoned his shirt one by one, each moment my fingertips made contact with his skin causing my breathing to quicken. His chest was so warm,a vitality transferring through his skin to my fingertips, sending an electric-like tremor through my body.

He leaned down to kiss me, wild yet tender. My lips parted under his guidance, and when our tongues met, I felt a flame shoot up from my abdomen. My hands moved involuntarily into his hair, fingers running through those surprisingly soft black strands, feeling the warmth of his scalp.

His hand slid to the hem of my blouse, fingertips lightly grazing the skin at my waist. The sensation nearly made me arch my back,an uncontrollable sigh escaping my throat.

"Let me look at you," Howard whispered, desire and tenderness coexisting

in his voice. His fingers moved with elegant precision, unbuttoning my clothes one by one, his movements slow and passionate, as if performing a sacred ritual. When my clothing fell completely open. I felt a chill and sudden shyness,instinctively wanting to cover myself.

"Don't," he said softly. gently stopping my movement. "Annie. Let me see all of you."

His gaze was so intense yet respectful that I felt a curious contradiction-both vulnerable and powerful.

Howard's lips left mine and began a mesmerizing journey of exploration.He started with light kisses on my chin, then slowly descended along the curve of my neck. When he reached my collarbone, his tongue traced that hollow, causing me to shiver all over. I involuntarily raised my hips,longing for more contact with him, a desire so intense it bordered on pain.

"What's the rush?" he murmured against my skin, the corner of his mouth lifting in a slight mischievous smile. "We have all night."

His right hand covered my breast, his thumb gently but firmly grazing the most sensitive peak. That simple action was enough to make my entire body tense, a moan escaping my lips beyond my control. His smile deepened, clearly satisfied with my response. He lowered his head,taking my nipple in his warm mouth, his tongue circling the areola, alternating between gentle and firm pressure, this rhythmic alternation nearly driving me mad.

Our clothes fell one by one to the floor until finally his naked body pressed completely against mine. The sensation of skin against skin was like an exquisite electric shock, radiating from our points of contact to every cell in my body. His body temperature was surprisingly high.reminding me of a fire in the dead of winter, and I was a moth willing to

fly into that heat.

My hands caressed his broad back, feeling the muscles contract and relax under my touch, that sense of power intoxicating.

Howard's fingers explored the most intimate and sensitive parts of my body, his movements precise and skillful, as if he instinctively knew how to please me. He first gently traced the outside, then gradually went deeper,finding the spot that drove me crazy. My breathing became broken and rapid, my hands unconsciously gripping his shoulders, nails digging into his skin.

"Do you like it?" he asked against my ear, his voice even deeper wwith desire.

I couldn't answer, only expressing my feelings through tightly closed eyes and increasingly heavy breathing. He seemed to understand my response,his fingers becoming more deliberate while his lips moved down my body,past my abdomen, and down to my inner thighs. His breath washed over my most sensitive area, the hot sensation making me tremble uncontrollably.

Then, unexpectedly, his tongue replaced his fingers, bringing an entirely different sensation. This wet heat made me arch my body, hands gripping the sheets tightly. His tongue moved skillfully back and forth, sometimes gently licking, sometimes forcefully sucking, keeping me suspended between ecstasy and torment.

"Howard..." I gasped his name, my voice unrecognizable with desire.

He looked up at me, his eyes shining with satisfaction and desire intertwined. "I'm here," he said, his voice gentle yet firm.""Ialways will be."

When he finally entered me, the feeling of completeness almost brought tears to my eyes. His initial movements were slow and controlled.giving me time to adjust to his presence. But soon, as my body relaxed and responded. his rhythm quickened. Each time he entered deeper, until I felt we were no longer two separate beings, the boundaries between souls and bodies blurring.

My legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him closer, desperately wanting to eliminate any possible distance between us. His movements became more powerful, each thrust eliciting a satisfied moan from me.

"Look at me." Howard whispered in my ear, his voice hoarse with passion yet still full of strength. I opened my eyes, meeting his profound gaze. In that moment. I felt a connection beyond the physical, a resonance at the soul level. The feeling was so intense that tears rolled from the corners of my eyes.

He leaned down to kiss away my tears, his movements becoming more fervent. He took my hands, intertwining our fingers tightly,pressing them against the bed on either side of my head. This position allowed him to penetrate deeper, hitting the most sensitive spot inside me.

Pleasure pierced through my body with a dizzying intensity. My fingers gripped the sheets so tightly I almost tore them. My toes curled from extreme pleasure, every muscle in my body tensed to its limit. Just when I thought I couldn't take any more, Howard held my hips firmly with both hands, tasting me even more deeply. His tongue skillfully circled my sensitive spot, sometimes gentle, sometimes forceful, this changing rhythm making it impossible to predict when the next wave of pleasure would come.

"Howard.,, stop... I can't..." I begged brokenly, my voice trembling with

desire.

But he didn't heed my plea, instead accelerating his rhythm. Wave after wave of pleasure swept through my entire body, like an endless storm,pushing me toward an even higher peak. When the climax finally came, its intensity nearly made me lose consciousness. My world became pure white light and electric cuarrent in that moment, the concepts of time and space completely disappeared, leaving only endless pleasure and satisfaction.

But Howard didn't stop. While I was still immersed in the afterglow of orgasm, he entered me again, this time with a slower, deeper rhythm. Each of his movements was deliberate and precise, continuously stimulating my sensitive inner walls that had just climaxed. The feeling was almost unbearable,between ecstasy and sweet torture.

Our eyes remained connected, each thrust like a silent vow. His fingers intertwined with mine, holding tight, as if this could bind our souls together too. In this intimacy, I felt an unprecedented connection, not just physical, but a resonance of souls.

As the rhythm gradually quickened, I felt myself climbing again to the peak of pleasure. This time, Howard reached climax with me,letting out a low growl as he slowly collapsed on top of me, his lower body still involuntarily shuddering, my hips also twisting violently, following his rhythm.

In the waves of pleasure, I held him tightly, feeling the perfect fit of our bodies and our pulses. When everything settled, he gently kissed my forehead and whispered, "I love you,Annie."

Those simple three words, in this moment, carried more weight than any elaborate vow. I rested my head on his chest, listening to his strong,steady heartbeat, thinking that this sound would accompany me through every

night for the rest of my life.

"I love you too. Howard," I responded softly, a promise I was willing to keep for a lifetime.

Outside, Manhattan's lights continued to twinkle, witnessing the beginning of our love. Lucy would return tomorrow, and we would officially begin our family life. But at this moment, in Howard's warm embrace, I had already found my home, found my belonging.

"Do you want to tell Lucy tomorrow?" I asked, my fingers lightly tracing circles on his chest.

"Of course," Howard answered, his voice deep with drowsiness. "Let's do it together."

I nodded, feeling a warm happiness rising from deep within. This was what I hadalways longed for-a real family, a family truly in love with each other. In Howard's arms, I finally understood what true security means, what unconditional acceptance and love feel like.

I closed my eyes, immersing myself in the perfection of this night,knowing tomorrow would bring a brand new beginning.