Lie To Me Fan Fiction ❯ Josh and Reva--The Chase ❯ Empty ( Chapter 2 )
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By: Vegeta-Sugar-Sweet 
Separation of our Super Couple
Non Anime: Lie To Me Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Divergence | Uploaded On: 01.13.2012 | Pages: 3 | Words: 3.3K | Visits: 215 | Status: Work In Progress
Separation of our Super Couple
Non Anime: Lie To Me Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Divergence | Uploaded On: 01.13.2012 | Pages: 3 | Words: 3.3K | Visits: 215 | Status: Work In Progress
Chapter 2: Empty
Josh was nearly a shadow of his former self. Sure he continued to go to work, come home, have the occasional beer with a friend at Company--but inside there was emptiness. Olivia noticed but she figured she knew the cause: Reva.
Ever since Noah broke their engagement, Reva had taken great pains not to be seen or call Josh. He thought it was nonsense that she would avoid him. They had shared a lifetime together that he wouldn’t trade for anything. But he did trade it, didn’t’ he. Left his family for what exactly? Predictability? Order?
Josh ran his hand down his face as he sat at his ornately decorated desk. ‘Olivia sure did a wonderful job on decorating the office’ he thought. Looks were everything to her. She had him dressing is the best power suits money could buy. He even trimmed down some to enhance his already dominating frame. Yes he did look like a force to be reckoned with--but inside you could park a truck in the hole in his heart.
Like a whirlwind Olivia came marching into his office providing the diversion he needed.
“Josh, I was hoping to discuss the repairing of the Harbor Project with you” she said.
He smiled “Sure, how can I help you?”
“We may need more resources than we have available to get this project back on track.”
“Olivia, we have already leveraged all that we have. What would you have me do?” Josh’s blood pressure was beginning to rise. He never wanted this project in the first place but it was Olivia’s dream. He took a deep breath and looked at her expectantly.
“Well Josh we have scads of businesses who are behind on paying us for services rendered” she said in a matter-of-fact tone. “Couldn’t we place pressure on them to pay or be faced collections?”
Josh frowned. “You know that is not how...”
“I know--it’s not how you operate” Olivia cut across. “But if we want to open the door to Lewis being the price maker instead of the price taker then we have to start to change. Josh, you want that right? The brass ring, remember?”
‘No not really’ he thought. Tight-lipped, he nodded towards is wife and her face lit up like a Christmas tree. “If you feel we have to take this path, I support you. Just please promise me you’ll approach this with compassion. This is a small town and all these people are like family. Keep that in mind, ok?”
Olivia strutted around Josh’s desk and arrived at his chair. He turned toward her and she sat in his lap. Olivia nuzzled his neck while running her hands up and down his chest. “Anything you want Josh” she whispered seductively. Then she tilted his chin and kissed him long and slow. Usually that would provoke him to pull her very close and look for a place they could be alone. However this time, he lightly rubbed her back and ended the kiss.
“I have an appointment to get to” he said guiltily
“Can’t it wait?” she pouted and let her hands roam closer to his waist. Hot kisses were now being laid on Josh’s sensitive neck.
Something inside Josh broke and screamed ‘NO!’ He grabbed her arms lightly and guided her as he stood up.
“No it really can’t wait. I have to go. I will catch up with you later.” He leaned into her, kissed her cheek, and then left the room--leaving Olivia high and dry--again.
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“Mom, can I wear that shirt you got in Milan?” asked Marah as she was getting ready for her last day of high school. She was so excited and she wanted Tony to see her at her best that day.
“Mom? You ok in there?”
Marah went to open the door to the master bedroom but found it locked. She tried the handle a few times to be sure and then panicked.
“Shane! SHANE! Mom has the door locked again!” she yelled to her brother.
Shane came bounding down the hall at top speed. “Mom! Mom, it’s us open up or we’ll have to call Uncle Billy again!” Shane tried to break down the door but failed. Now both teens were terrified. They knew that the last time she had locked herself in her room was right after San Cristobel. When Billy finally got the door open, Reva was white as a sheet and only responded after being shaken roughly by her former brother-in-law. After assuring the family she was fine and that she just needed to be alone, she came out and joined them.
But she had changed. No longer boisterous, she said very little but hugged herself a lot. Friends stop by but she only receives them at the door on the porch then quickly returns to her room. Her smiles are hardly cheerful -- she looked like a wilted flower. The only thing that did remain the same was her devotion to her children. She dove in head first getting ready for Marah’s upcoming graduation and getting Shane into the best lacrosse camp she could find. Her children seemed to be the only people who brought her any happiness these days and that contributed to the families worries even more.
Shane looked over at a now teary Marah. “What are we going to do?”
Marah shook her head and hugged her brother. Their mother was fading away and they saw no way it could be stopped.
“Hello? Anybody home?” came a warming voice from downstairs.
Both kids raced down the stairs to find their father standing in the foyer. They buried themselves in his arms--talking a mile a minute. Their message was so jumbled Josh could barely understand it.
“What is going on here? Settle--settle down now guys. Marah calmly tell me what the problem is. I am sure we can sort it out.” Josh caressed his daughters face, wiping her tears as he tucked his son under his other arm in a comforting embrace.
“Its mom, dad. Sh-sh-she locked herself in her room” said Marah through sobs and gasps.
Josh smiled a bit. “Marah, honey, that door has always been trouble. It’s a mistake. Maybe she is in the master bathroom and can’t hear you.”
Shane jumped in then “No, dad. She hears and-” he looked shiftily at his sister “she’s done it before.”
“Shane!” screeched Marah.
Josh was wide-eyed. What the hell was this? “Marah is this true?” he asked.
Marah smacked her brother on the arm then answered “Yes but but but uncle Billy was here and got the door open.”
“Why didn’t either of you tell me this?”
The duo looked to the floor under the gaze of their father. He knew the answer. Reva had asked them not to say anything...especially to him.
“It’s alright. I will talk to your mother. Meanwhile I think it’s time you two get off to school.”
“But, mom-” Marah whined
Josh put his hand up for silence and then pointed to the front door. He wasn’t going to discuss the point. Dutifully the children finished preparing themselves, hugged their father, wished him good luck, and left for school.
Josh took off his suit jacket and laid it on the couch. He took off his tie, unbuttoned the top button, and then rolled up his sleeves. Josh knew there would need to be more than a five minute conversation in order to find out what was the matter with his ex-wife.
He made his way up the stairs and then found himself in front of the bedroom door. So many times he had gone through this door with the intention of sleeping next to the only woman that simultaneously made him happy and drove him to insanity.
He leaned his forehead on the door and said in a firm voice “Reva can you hear me?”
No answer
“Reva please, answer me. The kids are worried sick. I need to be able to tell them you’re alright.”
No answer
Josh had enough of that. Taking firm hold of the door, he reared back and rammed it with his shoulder. The door gave way and Josh almost wished it hadn’t.
The room was nearly bare of decorations, almost like a cell. Sheets were beige, vanity nearly empty, no picture, nor decor.
Josh turned slightly to see Reva standing in front of the open double doors that led to a small balcony. She was dressed in a whit tank top and gray sweatpants. Her hair was longer than the last time he had seen her but it was dull in a way and fell limply to her shoulders.
Slowly Josh crossed the room. He reached out and touched Reva’s shoulder and she jumped away from his touch.
“What is it?” Reva said in a low voice without turning around.
“How long have you been like this, Reva?” he whispered as he stepped closer.
“What can I do for you, Mr. Lewis?” she said, still facing away holding herself.
Josh stared quizzically. “Mr. Lewis? Reva you’ve know me since we were 6 years old. Remember we were married--twice as I recall. We’ve never been formal”
Reva hugged herself harder and stepped around Josh looking at the ground the entire time. It was then that Josh observed that she had lost 5 or 6 pounds. While not much, it makes a large difference on her small frame. She began to look fragile--like a figurine that is sitting on the edge of a table in danger of being broken.
“Mr. Lewis if you have no business here, I suggest you leave. I assume the children are at school and I will speak with them this afternoon.” said her chilly voice.
“I’m worried about you, Reva”
“You don’t have to do that”
“Are you alright?”
“You have to go now” Reva said voice trembling.
“No.”
“Then I’ll go” Reva said as she reached for a shirt to put on over her tank top.
“No.” Josh said again and grabbed her wrist. Reva would still not look at him and tried to pull away.
Josh pulled her flush against his body and captured her other arm. “Reva, you need help--stop pretending like you don’t. And for God’s sake look at me!” He didn’t mean to raise his voice. It had sent her body trembling like a leaf.
Slowly, Reva turned her eyes to his. Josh nearly gasped at the sight. The light had gone out in her perfect blue spheres. Dark circles hung around her eyes further highlighting her lack of rest. Her face was ashen--nearly grey actually. Her lips were no longer ruby red but pale pink.
Pain caught Josh right in the center of his heart. He unconsciously pulled her tighter as he studied her face.
Reva was beginning to get flustered. She had to get away from him--fast. The last thing she wanted was for Joshua Lewis to have place in her life. He was an obsession--one that destroyed her life. Permanent separation was the only cure so that she could find true happiness.
Reva began to pull back hard to gain some distance but Josh’s grip was like iron. Her eyes started to well up with tears. “Please, Mr.--” Josh jerked Reva so her head was as near to his as possible. Both of their breathing patters began to quicken.
“Mr. Lewis is not what I preferred to be called by you, Reva. Say my name.” he ordered threw gritted teeth. He was livid at the distance she was trying to create between them and wasn’t going to stand for her trying to erase the last 20 years they had shared.
Reva shook her head signally no she would not comply with his demand. She kept shaking her head over and over as if trying to convince an entire room full of people of her answer.
The temperature was rising with Josh’s temper. He grabbed both sides of Reva’s head and brought her forehead to touch his. “Our history cannot be erased, Reva, it happened. No! Stop shaking your head! You cannot just forget ‘us’--what we were to each other--what we are to each other.”
“I have to. My future depends on it.”
“Reva please...”
“Let me go and leave me alone” Reva said with all the strength she had.
“No--not ever” answered Josh as he tilted her head and kissed her.
It was like a cool drink of water after a hard day’s work for the pair. They drank in the sweet taste that had been missing since the day they had last truly been together. Slowly Josh slipped one hand around Reva’s waist and buried the other in her hair. He lifted up and closer to him. He craved her heat, the taste of her skin, the feel of her body.
Reva, on the other hand, had not moved. She just kept kissing Josh reveling in the relief she felt. For so long she denied herself to see him, talk to him, even saying his name. It was almost too painful. Reva’s fingertips touched Josh’s face eliciting a moan from him. The vibration from the utterance fell all the way down Reva’s throat right into the pit of her stomach. She gave in and wrapped her arms around Josh relieving his tension.
Josh never wanted to stop kissing Reva. He set her down, still kissing her, and unbuttoned his shirt. Reva pushed it off his shoulders onto the floor. Not wanting to break this kiss, he ripped Reva’s top in two and flung it off her body. He was like a man possessed and couldn’t stop if he wanted to.
Josh grabbed her again and placed her on the bed covering her body with his own. Reva could feel his excitement and determination in ever move he made. Josh left a trail of scorching kissed up and down her neck all the while murmuring her name. Reva moaned and dragged her nails across his skin. Josh growled and looked directly into Reva’s eyes. Silently she followed his command. Reva slid her hands down his chest to his belt and began unbuckling it with trembling fingers. It was like they were both 17 again--afraid, excited, on fire!
As soon as Reva finished with his zipper, Josh was on her--kissing her neck, chest, and breasts. Reva arched her back in praise of his efforts. Over and over she ran her hands threw Josh’s hair as he sent shocks all over her body.
Josh pushed off her sweatpants with ease along with his own. Quickly he positioned himself over the blond goddess. Josh caught Reva’s eye. He wanted her to know this down to her bones. “Reva Shayne, you will never be free of our past.” Josh placed his hand alongside Reva’s jaw and pulled her into a heart-stopping kiss. Josh slid his hand down Reva’s curves until he reached her leg. Aggressively he hooked it around his waist. He was ready to go forward but was she? He wanted confirmation that she was willing, truly willing.
His lips touched the outer shell of her ear. “Reva...” he breathed, “...tell me you’re sure.”
No answer. Instead she brought her hips up to meet his and that was all Josh needed. He grabbed her hip and drove himself in to the hilt. It was like coming some for both of them. Their rhythm was almost frantic with Josh driving like a demon. Reva clung to him claiming his lips over and over.
“Don’t stop don’t stop don’t stop” Reva begged again and again
Josh responded with an even more pressing pace. ‘My God how could I have let her go?’ crossed his mind as he continued making love to her.
This was too good and he could feel Reva nearing her end. But Josh wasn’t satisfied and began to slow. Reva looked up confused. She almost said something when she heard “My name Reva, say my name”. Josh’s eyes bored into hers... He needed to hear it from her lips. Reva was about to say Mr. Lewis when she was stopped by a wonderfully powerful thrust that nearly sent her over the edge. She moaned loudly fiercely clutching the bed sheets.
“Please...please...oh God” she cried
Josh ground himself against her driving her even more into a frenzy. “Say it, Reva” he ordered
Reva couldn't take any more. She could barely think straight as it was. “Joshua” she whispered.
He began to pick up the speed in his thrusts “Again” he growled
“Joshua” she called out nearing the apex of their actions.
It was enough to push Josh over the tipping point taking Reva with him. “Reva!” he cried as they were both hit with wave after wave of absolute bliss. Hungrily they kissed each other--all the way until they fell asleep in each other’s arms.
A few hours later Josh awoke. He felt for Reva. He needed to talk to her about what happened but she wasn’t beside him. He opened his eyes to find that he was alone. The room was disheveled--drawers open closets in disarray. Josh punched his pillow. He knew, she had run away from him.
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Josh was nearly a shadow of his former self. Sure he continued to go to work, come home, have the occasional beer with a friend at Company--but inside there was emptiness. Olivia noticed but she figured she knew the cause: Reva.
Ever since Noah broke their engagement, Reva had taken great pains not to be seen or call Josh. He thought it was nonsense that she would avoid him. They had shared a lifetime together that he wouldn’t trade for anything. But he did trade it, didn’t’ he. Left his family for what exactly? Predictability? Order?
Josh ran his hand down his face as he sat at his ornately decorated desk. ‘Olivia sure did a wonderful job on decorating the office’ he thought. Looks were everything to her. She had him dressing is the best power suits money could buy. He even trimmed down some to enhance his already dominating frame. Yes he did look like a force to be reckoned with--but inside you could park a truck in the hole in his heart.
Like a whirlwind Olivia came marching into his office providing the diversion he needed.
“Josh, I was hoping to discuss the repairing of the Harbor Project with you” she said.
He smiled “Sure, how can I help you?”
“We may need more resources than we have available to get this project back on track.”
“Olivia, we have already leveraged all that we have. What would you have me do?” Josh’s blood pressure was beginning to rise. He never wanted this project in the first place but it was Olivia’s dream. He took a deep breath and looked at her expectantly.
“Well Josh we have scads of businesses who are behind on paying us for services rendered” she said in a matter-of-fact tone. “Couldn’t we place pressure on them to pay or be faced collections?”
Josh frowned. “You know that is not how...”
“I know--it’s not how you operate” Olivia cut across. “But if we want to open the door to Lewis being the price maker instead of the price taker then we have to start to change. Josh, you want that right? The brass ring, remember?”
‘No not really’ he thought. Tight-lipped, he nodded towards is wife and her face lit up like a Christmas tree. “If you feel we have to take this path, I support you. Just please promise me you’ll approach this with compassion. This is a small town and all these people are like family. Keep that in mind, ok?”
Olivia strutted around Josh’s desk and arrived at his chair. He turned toward her and she sat in his lap. Olivia nuzzled his neck while running her hands up and down his chest. “Anything you want Josh” she whispered seductively. Then she tilted his chin and kissed him long and slow. Usually that would provoke him to pull her very close and look for a place they could be alone. However this time, he lightly rubbed her back and ended the kiss.
“I have an appointment to get to” he said guiltily
“Can’t it wait?” she pouted and let her hands roam closer to his waist. Hot kisses were now being laid on Josh’s sensitive neck.
Something inside Josh broke and screamed ‘NO!’ He grabbed her arms lightly and guided her as he stood up.
“No it really can’t wait. I have to go. I will catch up with you later.” He leaned into her, kissed her cheek, and then left the room--leaving Olivia high and dry--again.
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“Mom, can I wear that shirt you got in Milan?” asked Marah as she was getting ready for her last day of high school. She was so excited and she wanted Tony to see her at her best that day.
“Mom? You ok in there?”
Marah went to open the door to the master bedroom but found it locked. She tried the handle a few times to be sure and then panicked.
“Shane! SHANE! Mom has the door locked again!” she yelled to her brother.
Shane came bounding down the hall at top speed. “Mom! Mom, it’s us open up or we’ll have to call Uncle Billy again!” Shane tried to break down the door but failed. Now both teens were terrified. They knew that the last time she had locked herself in her room was right after San Cristobel. When Billy finally got the door open, Reva was white as a sheet and only responded after being shaken roughly by her former brother-in-law. After assuring the family she was fine and that she just needed to be alone, she came out and joined them.
But she had changed. No longer boisterous, she said very little but hugged herself a lot. Friends stop by but she only receives them at the door on the porch then quickly returns to her room. Her smiles are hardly cheerful -- she looked like a wilted flower. The only thing that did remain the same was her devotion to her children. She dove in head first getting ready for Marah’s upcoming graduation and getting Shane into the best lacrosse camp she could find. Her children seemed to be the only people who brought her any happiness these days and that contributed to the families worries even more.
Shane looked over at a now teary Marah. “What are we going to do?”
Marah shook her head and hugged her brother. Their mother was fading away and they saw no way it could be stopped.
“Hello? Anybody home?” came a warming voice from downstairs.
Both kids raced down the stairs to find their father standing in the foyer. They buried themselves in his arms--talking a mile a minute. Their message was so jumbled Josh could barely understand it.
“What is going on here? Settle--settle down now guys. Marah calmly tell me what the problem is. I am sure we can sort it out.” Josh caressed his daughters face, wiping her tears as he tucked his son under his other arm in a comforting embrace.
“Its mom, dad. Sh-sh-she locked herself in her room” said Marah through sobs and gasps.
Josh smiled a bit. “Marah, honey, that door has always been trouble. It’s a mistake. Maybe she is in the master bathroom and can’t hear you.”
Shane jumped in then “No, dad. She hears and-” he looked shiftily at his sister “she’s done it before.”
“Shane!” screeched Marah.
Josh was wide-eyed. What the hell was this? “Marah is this true?” he asked.
Marah smacked her brother on the arm then answered “Yes but but but uncle Billy was here and got the door open.”
“Why didn’t either of you tell me this?”
The duo looked to the floor under the gaze of their father. He knew the answer. Reva had asked them not to say anything...especially to him.
“It’s alright. I will talk to your mother. Meanwhile I think it’s time you two get off to school.”
“But, mom-” Marah whined
Josh put his hand up for silence and then pointed to the front door. He wasn’t going to discuss the point. Dutifully the children finished preparing themselves, hugged their father, wished him good luck, and left for school.
Josh took off his suit jacket and laid it on the couch. He took off his tie, unbuttoned the top button, and then rolled up his sleeves. Josh knew there would need to be more than a five minute conversation in order to find out what was the matter with his ex-wife.
He made his way up the stairs and then found himself in front of the bedroom door. So many times he had gone through this door with the intention of sleeping next to the only woman that simultaneously made him happy and drove him to insanity.
He leaned his forehead on the door and said in a firm voice “Reva can you hear me?”
No answer
“Reva please, answer me. The kids are worried sick. I need to be able to tell them you’re alright.”
No answer
Josh had enough of that. Taking firm hold of the door, he reared back and rammed it with his shoulder. The door gave way and Josh almost wished it hadn’t.
The room was nearly bare of decorations, almost like a cell. Sheets were beige, vanity nearly empty, no picture, nor decor.
Josh turned slightly to see Reva standing in front of the open double doors that led to a small balcony. She was dressed in a whit tank top and gray sweatpants. Her hair was longer than the last time he had seen her but it was dull in a way and fell limply to her shoulders.
Slowly Josh crossed the room. He reached out and touched Reva’s shoulder and she jumped away from his touch.
“What is it?” Reva said in a low voice without turning around.
“How long have you been like this, Reva?” he whispered as he stepped closer.
“What can I do for you, Mr. Lewis?” she said, still facing away holding herself.
Josh stared quizzically. “Mr. Lewis? Reva you’ve know me since we were 6 years old. Remember we were married--twice as I recall. We’ve never been formal”
Reva hugged herself harder and stepped around Josh looking at the ground the entire time. It was then that Josh observed that she had lost 5 or 6 pounds. While not much, it makes a large difference on her small frame. She began to look fragile--like a figurine that is sitting on the edge of a table in danger of being broken.
“Mr. Lewis if you have no business here, I suggest you leave. I assume the children are at school and I will speak with them this afternoon.” said her chilly voice.
“I’m worried about you, Reva”
“You don’t have to do that”
“Are you alright?”
“You have to go now” Reva said voice trembling.
“No.”
“Then I’ll go” Reva said as she reached for a shirt to put on over her tank top.
“No.” Josh said again and grabbed her wrist. Reva would still not look at him and tried to pull away.
Josh pulled her flush against his body and captured her other arm. “Reva, you need help--stop pretending like you don’t. And for God’s sake look at me!” He didn’t mean to raise his voice. It had sent her body trembling like a leaf.
Slowly, Reva turned her eyes to his. Josh nearly gasped at the sight. The light had gone out in her perfect blue spheres. Dark circles hung around her eyes further highlighting her lack of rest. Her face was ashen--nearly grey actually. Her lips were no longer ruby red but pale pink.
Pain caught Josh right in the center of his heart. He unconsciously pulled her tighter as he studied her face.
Reva was beginning to get flustered. She had to get away from him--fast. The last thing she wanted was for Joshua Lewis to have place in her life. He was an obsession--one that destroyed her life. Permanent separation was the only cure so that she could find true happiness.
Reva began to pull back hard to gain some distance but Josh’s grip was like iron. Her eyes started to well up with tears. “Please, Mr.--” Josh jerked Reva so her head was as near to his as possible. Both of their breathing patters began to quicken.
“Mr. Lewis is not what I preferred to be called by you, Reva. Say my name.” he ordered threw gritted teeth. He was livid at the distance she was trying to create between them and wasn’t going to stand for her trying to erase the last 20 years they had shared.
Reva shook her head signally no she would not comply with his demand. She kept shaking her head over and over as if trying to convince an entire room full of people of her answer.
The temperature was rising with Josh’s temper. He grabbed both sides of Reva’s head and brought her forehead to touch his. “Our history cannot be erased, Reva, it happened. No! Stop shaking your head! You cannot just forget ‘us’--what we were to each other--what we are to each other.”
“I have to. My future depends on it.”
“Reva please...”
“Let me go and leave me alone” Reva said with all the strength she had.
“No--not ever” answered Josh as he tilted her head and kissed her.
It was like a cool drink of water after a hard day’s work for the pair. They drank in the sweet taste that had been missing since the day they had last truly been together. Slowly Josh slipped one hand around Reva’s waist and buried the other in her hair. He lifted up and closer to him. He craved her heat, the taste of her skin, the feel of her body.
Reva, on the other hand, had not moved. She just kept kissing Josh reveling in the relief she felt. For so long she denied herself to see him, talk to him, even saying his name. It was almost too painful. Reva’s fingertips touched Josh’s face eliciting a moan from him. The vibration from the utterance fell all the way down Reva’s throat right into the pit of her stomach. She gave in and wrapped her arms around Josh relieving his tension.
Josh never wanted to stop kissing Reva. He set her down, still kissing her, and unbuttoned his shirt. Reva pushed it off his shoulders onto the floor. Not wanting to break this kiss, he ripped Reva’s top in two and flung it off her body. He was like a man possessed and couldn’t stop if he wanted to.
Josh grabbed her again and placed her on the bed covering her body with his own. Reva could feel his excitement and determination in ever move he made. Josh left a trail of scorching kissed up and down her neck all the while murmuring her name. Reva moaned and dragged her nails across his skin. Josh growled and looked directly into Reva’s eyes. Silently she followed his command. Reva slid her hands down his chest to his belt and began unbuckling it with trembling fingers. It was like they were both 17 again--afraid, excited, on fire!
As soon as Reva finished with his zipper, Josh was on her--kissing her neck, chest, and breasts. Reva arched her back in praise of his efforts. Over and over she ran her hands threw Josh’s hair as he sent shocks all over her body.
Josh pushed off her sweatpants with ease along with his own. Quickly he positioned himself over the blond goddess. Josh caught Reva’s eye. He wanted her to know this down to her bones. “Reva Shayne, you will never be free of our past.” Josh placed his hand alongside Reva’s jaw and pulled her into a heart-stopping kiss. Josh slid his hand down Reva’s curves until he reached her leg. Aggressively he hooked it around his waist. He was ready to go forward but was she? He wanted confirmation that she was willing, truly willing.
His lips touched the outer shell of her ear. “Reva...” he breathed, “...tell me you’re sure.”
No answer. Instead she brought her hips up to meet his and that was all Josh needed. He grabbed her hip and drove himself in to the hilt. It was like coming some for both of them. Their rhythm was almost frantic with Josh driving like a demon. Reva clung to him claiming his lips over and over.
“Don’t stop don’t stop don’t stop” Reva begged again and again
Josh responded with an even more pressing pace. ‘My God how could I have let her go?’ crossed his mind as he continued making love to her.
This was too good and he could feel Reva nearing her end. But Josh wasn’t satisfied and began to slow. Reva looked up confused. She almost said something when she heard “My name Reva, say my name”. Josh’s eyes bored into hers... He needed to hear it from her lips. Reva was about to say Mr. Lewis when she was stopped by a wonderfully powerful thrust that nearly sent her over the edge. She moaned loudly fiercely clutching the bed sheets.
“Please...please...oh God” she cried
Josh ground himself against her driving her even more into a frenzy. “Say it, Reva” he ordered
Reva couldn't take any more. She could barely think straight as it was. “Joshua” she whispered.
He began to pick up the speed in his thrusts “Again” he growled
“Joshua” she called out nearing the apex of their actions.
It was enough to push Josh over the tipping point taking Reva with him. “Reva!” he cried as they were both hit with wave after wave of absolute bliss. Hungrily they kissed each other--all the way until they fell asleep in each other’s arms.
A few hours later Josh awoke. He felt for Reva. He needed to talk to her about what happened but she wasn’t beside him. He opened his eyes to find that he was alone. The room was disheveled--drawers open closets in disarray. Josh punched his pillow. He knew, she had run away from him.
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