As Edmund and Angela lay entwined in each other's arms, their bodies still tingling from their previous lovemaking, Edmund could feel his desire for her beginning to stir once more. He looked down at Angela, her eyes closed, her lips curved into a soft, contented smile.

　　He cupped Angela's face in his hands and gazed into her eyes. His breathing grew shallow, and the heat between them seemed to intensify once more. He leaned down, his lips brushing gently against hers. She responded immediately, her eyes fluttering open, her body pressing against his. Edmund deepened the kiss, his tongue tangling with hers, his hands roaming over her body.

　　This time, he was determined to take things slow, to draw out every sensation, every touch, every taste. He wanted to savor her, to worship her, to show her with his body just how much he loved her. He broke the kiss. His thumb brushed across her bottom lip, wet from where he had just kissed her, and he brought it to his mouth, sucking lightly. She moaned, the sound vibrating against his skin.

　　His lips trailed down her jawline, her neck, her collarbone. He could feel her heart racing beneath his touch, her breath coming in short gasps. Angela tangled her fingers in his hair, her back arching in pleasure.

　　Edmund gazed down at Angela. Her breasts rose and fell with each labored breath, her skin flushed with the afterglow of their lovemaking. He caressed her cheek, tracing her jawline with his thumb, the tenderness in his touch contrasting sharply with the previous intensity.

　　His eyes drifted lower, tracking the line of her neck to her collarbone, and finally resting on her full, heavy breasts, his tongue circling the sensitive peak. Angela moaned softly, her body arching against his as waves of pleasure washed over her.

　　Without thinking, he leaned in, taking one of her nipples between his teeth, tugging gently. At the same time, he raised her hips, angling her body so that her erect nipple was pressed against his lips. He closed his eyes, savoring the taste of her as he suckled.

　　"That feels so good," he murmured, his voice thick with emotion. "I've missed this so much."

　　He moved to her other breast, his mouth drawing out the sweet milk, his tongue savoring the taste. He could feel Angela's body responding to his touch, her hips lifting to meet his as he moved lower.

　　Angela threw her head back, unable to contain her cries of pleasure. She moaned, arching her back and pressing herself more fully against his mouth. Her hips began to rock in tiny circles, seeking more contact. Edmund's other hand slid between them, pressing against her slick folds, finding her hot and ready.

　　Edmund moved closer, his hard length rubbing against her sensitive folds. He thrust slowly, drawing a soft moan from her lips, then a little faster, building the friction. As he circled her clit, his lips and tongue worked on her breast and nipple, she grew more and more desperate for release.

　　He smiled against her skin, knowing exactly how to drive her wild. He moved his fingers faster, pressing harder against her sensitive bud, while continuing to tease her nipple with his mouth.

　　He trailed kisses down her stomach, his tongue dipping into her navel before moving lower still. He could feel her heat, her desire, her scent filling his senses. He settled between her legs, his hands spreading her wide as he looked up at her.

　　"You are so beautiful," he murmured, his voice thick with desire. Angela's eyes fluttered closed, her body trembling with anticipation. Edmund leaned in, his tongue finding her most sensitive spot. He circled it gently, his tongue moving in slow, deliberate strokes.

　　He moved back up her body, his lips trailing kisses as he went. Their lips met in a hungry, demanding kiss, teeth and tongues tangling as they fought for dominance. Edmund's hand slid lower, trailing over her flat stomach and down her soft inner thigh.

　　When he finally located her tiny, swollen nipple, he pressed against it hard, rolling it between his thumb and forefinger. Angela cried out again, arching her back even further, her body bucking against his hand. Edmund released her nipple from his grasp. He held her close, kissing her neck and shoulder as he whispered words of love and desire into her ear.

　　Angela's hands wandered over his chest, tracing the planes of his muscles, feeling the warmth of his skin against hers. She nuzzled into his neck, reveling in the scent of him, the taste of his skin. This man had made her feel like she was home, like she belonged. It was a heady, intoxicating sensation, but also deeply terrifying.

　　She pushed the thoughts away, not wanting to spoil the magic of this moment. Instead, she focused on the pleasure that was still coursing through her body as his hardness pressed against her pussy, and Angela knew what he wanted, even before he moved her hips forward. She spread herself open for him, he slid into her, their bodies joining as one.

　　They both gasped, their bodies stilling as they savored the sensation. Then, slowly, Edmund began to move. He took his time, his body moving in slow, deliberate strokes. He could feel every inch of her, every contour of her body as he moved within her. He looked into her eyes, seeing her love and desire reflected back at him.

　　Angela's body moved with his, their rhythm slow and sensual. She could feel every inch of him, every contour of his body as he moved within her. She wrapped her legs around him, her body pressing against his as she deepened the kiss.

　　The room filled with the sounds of their lovemaking, the soft moans and gasps, the whispered words of love and desire. The air was thick with their scent, their bodies slick with sweat as they moved together.

　　Edmund could feel Angela's body tensing beneath him, her breath coming in short gasps as she neared the edge once more. He increased his pace, his body driving into hers with a desperate need. But he still took his time, his strokes slow and deliberate, drawing out every sensation.

　　Angela cried out, her body convulsing as she came undone around him. The sight of her, the feel of her, the sound of her pleasure sent Edmund over the edge. He cried out, his body tensing as he spilled into her, their bodies shaking with the force of their release.

　　But Edmund didn't stop. He continued to move within her, his body drawing out every last wave of her pleasure. He could feel her body responding to his, her hips lifting to meet his as he moved slower still. Edmund's hands roamed over her back.

　　He rolled them over, Angela's body now on top of his. She looked down at him, her eyes filled with love and desire. She began to move, her body riding him in slow, sensual strokes. Edmund's hands gripped her hips, his body moving with hers as she took control.

　　As she moved, Edmund reached up, his hands cupping her breasts, his thumbs circling her sensitive peaks. He could feel the milk beading on her nipples, and he leaned up, his tongue flicking out to taste it once more. He groaned, his body trembling with the sheer intimacy of the moment.

　　"You taste so good," he murmured, his voice thick with desire. "I could spend hours just savoring you."

　　Angela smiled, her body moving with his, her breath coming in short gasps as she neared the edge once more. She cried out, her body convulsing as she came undone around him, her milk spilling onto his chest.

　　Edmund lifted himself up on an elbow, gazing down at Angela with a look of awe and wonder. "You taste so delicious. And so milky." He leaned in, pressing his tongue against her nipple, tasting the small amount of milk that had leaked from her breast.

　　She writhed beneath him, moaning as he suckled greedily. "I… I've also… missed you sucking on them…" She fumbled as the words escaped her lips.

　　When he finished, he pulled back, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand before looking into Angela's eyes. "You have no idea how much I needed that. To be reconnected to you, to taste your essence..." He trailed off, unable to find the words to adequately describe the feeling. Instead, he leaned forward and kissed her tenderly, pouring all of his gratitude and love into the touch of his lips.

　　Slowly, he shifted their bodies so that she was lying flat on the bed, his weight pressing her into the mattress. One of his hands found its way between her legs once more, rubbing circles over her sensitive folds, spreading her wetness across her skin. The other hand cupped her breast, tweaking her nipple roughly, sending new ripples of pleasure through her body.

　　Angela arched her back, throwing her head back against the pillow as Edmund expertly brought her back to the brink of orgasm. He hovered there, teasing her, refusing to let her fall over the edge until he was certain she was completely consumed by desire.

　　He entered her and began to move in a fast pace. He could feel her body tensing once more, her breath coming in short gasps as she neared the edge yet again. He reached up, his hands cupping her breasts, his thumbs circling her sensitive peaks. She cried out, her body convulsing as she came undone around him once more.

　　This time, Edmund came with her, his body tensing as he spilled into her, their bodies shaking with the force of their release. Angela collapsed onto Edmund, her body spent, her breath coming in ragged gasps. He held her, his arms wrapped around her, his body still trembling with the aftershocks of his pleasure.

　　They lay like that for a long time, their bodies entwined, their hearts beating as one. As their breaths returned to normal, Edmund rolled them over once more, his body covering Angela's. He looked into her eyes, seeing his own love and desire reflected back at him.

　　"My beautiful, wonderful Angel," he breathed, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead. "You are everything I've ever wanted."

　　Angela knew that she would never forget this night, this moment. They lay tangled together, their breathing heavy, their hearts beating as one. For several long moments, they simply held each other close, relishing the afterglow of their passion.