Chapter 6 Looming Crisis

They reached Isabelle's house and she opened up the door and invited Josh inside. He walked in and looked around while she was activating her alarm system.

"Your company really spared no expense for this place. It's so nice and spacious and..." Josh was saying about her house when Isabelle suddenly grabbed him and buried her lips into his.

Neither of them could cage in their urges anymore. It was almost like they needed to sleep with each other if they were to survive the night. It felt... required.

Josh scooped her up and slammed her into the wall, causing her to moan in what sounded to him like pain.

"I'm sorry. Did I hurt you?" He asked.

"Just shut up and kiss me," Isabelle replied eagerly. Pain was the last thing she was feeling at that moment.

Josh continued brandishing her with kisses and didn't hold back. He kissed her neck and down to her cleavage. She removed the rubber band that held up her hair and the wave of ebony dropped onto his face, caressing his brain with the smell of her lavender-flavoured shampoo. He put her down and spun her around leaving her smooched against the wall while he stroked her backside and kissed the nape of her neck.

Isabelle moaned in delight and sweet ecstasy as Josh pleasured her. Her body felt like it was on fire and only his soft kisses could quench it.

She turned around and faced him, forced his jacket off him and ripped his shirt off, causing the buttons to scatter on the floor. She wanted him badly and wasn't afraid to show it. Josh scooped her up once again and whispered into her mouth, "Where's the bedroom?"

"Over there," She muttered softly and gestured in the room's direction.

Josh carried her into the room and put her down with his lips still suckling hers. She pushed him onto the bed and let him watch her for a moment before lifting her flower-print dress to her thighs. She got on the bed and sat on top of him and began to undo the belt and zipper of his trousers. He tried to kiss her but she grabbed his face with one hand and shoved him back on the bed, asserting her control in their sexual encounter.

She finally got his trousers off and stared at his now aroused erection. She kissed the nipples of his pecks and all the way down his muscly body until she got to the bank of his torso. She looked up at him and their eyes locked before pleasuring his manhood with her tongue without looking away. She kissed him down there over and over again, sucking his entirety with so much eagerness and passion; her hunger was insatiable.

Josh felt like he was about to explode. It had been a while since he was with a woman but he was sure that his previous encounters hadn't been this good and they had barely even begun.

After pleasing him, Isabelle sat up on Josh's body and kissed him. While they kissed, he tried to take off the strap of her dress with one hand but she stopped him.

"No...," She said breathlessly, "I want you to rip it off my body."

Josh obliged her desires and ripped the dress into shreds, leaving her completely naked for his eyes to soak in the beauty of her womanly features. She was perfection.

She took out a rubber and wrapped it around Josh's instrument of pleasure before mounting him and going for the ride of her life. She rocked him back and forth and the both of them groaned with pleasure. They matched each other's movements and flowed in unison. With each tug of his waist, Josh went deeper into her and the wails of intense satisfaction escaped her lips, revealing her enjoyment.

They could both feel that what was happening between them was more than just sex. They could feel the connection they shared, the spark they ignited in each other, and the overwhelming passion their bodies emanated. This wasn't just raw lust or desire; it was more than that, so much more and they knew it.

Josh moved his hands all over her body and stopped them at her full breasts. He took two handfuls and relished the softness of her parts; her body felt amazing, like a wave of heat and warmth on a cold and windy night. His hands on her breasts, while she rode him, sent shivers down her spine. Her heart was beating faster as beads of sweat rolled off her neck and down her slender figure. Josh lifted himself erect and kissed her neck. He used his tongue to lick the sweat right off her body, savouring its saltiness.

He retracted out of her and rolled her over on the bed, leaving her bare bottom in his sights. He felt her softness while kissing her softly behind her ears.

"I'm going back inside," He whispered seductively and before Isabelle could respond, she felt him enter her once again and her lips parted, letting out a faint moan. He ran his sword in and out of her, stabbing her with endowment, making her want more from him. He gave her more, as much as he could and they both were slipping towards the edge of total satisfaction and eventual climax.

They moaned out loud as they felt the hot release at the same time, leaving them both flustered and exhausted. It was the best love either of them had ever made up until this point in their lives and it was as good as it could have been.

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God was in heaven watching them in the act and He could feel their bond becoming stronger. He could feel the love chain linking them together once again and just like the previous times, it was just as strong, maybe even stronger.

"If love is to be prevented from being shared among two destined souls, then it is merciful to give those souls new love so they still experience it," God said and turned around to one of His angels.

"Gabriel, I have a mission for you." He said.

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Isabelle woke up the next morning feeling like a new woman. She woke up with a smile on her face as the details of last night replayed in her head. It was so wonderful; "He" was so wonderful, she thought.

She stretched her hand on Josh's side of the bed and was surprised not to feel him beside her. She sat up and noticed that his clothes were gone and so was he and she couldn't believe it.

Did he just hit it and quit it? Was sex all he was after with her? She asked herself. She was hurt that he didn't even have the decency to talk to her before sneaking off in the middle of the night. She got up from the bed and put on her silk robe before walking over to the kitchen to grab a glass of water.

Her apartment was on the third floor of the building and it was very big for just one person. It was a two-bedroom flat and it had two bathrooms. There was an office room and a large balcony overlooking the city and the view was incredible.

As Isabelle got closer to the kitchen, her nose began to pick up the smell of breakfast. She could also hear someone moving around and her face lit up with excitement when she saw that it was Josh making pancakes and toast in the kitchen.

"Morning beautiful," he said, "How do you like your eggs?"

"You're...still here." She said in a way that sounded like a question.

"Of course, I'm still here." He said with a smile. At that point in time, leaving was the last thing on his mind.

"I didn't see any of your clothes in the room so I assumed you had left." She said and went closer to the counter.

"Yeah, I didn't want to leave my clothes all over the place so I moved them into your closet and my shoes are under the bed." He explained.

Isabelle felt so foolish for thinking he had bailed on her while he was out here slaving away and making her breakfast.

"You thought I ditched you, didn't you?" He said with a charming smile and slowly walked over to her with a spatula in hand.

"I...I did, yeah." She admitted while biting her nails.

"And how did that make you feel?" He asked with a voice so low it sounded like a whisper.

"A bit upset," She replied with an intense look filled with sexual context.

"Well, I'm right here so there's no need to be upset," Josh said and reached her. He dropped the spatula and grabbed her waist before kissing her.

She grabbed the back of his neck and kissed him back. Even after the intense lovemaking of last night, they still wanted each other and they had no issues with satisfying those urges here in the kitchen.

Josh picked her up and sat her on the kitchen counter. He kissed her some more and slid his hand into her silk robe. Just as he was about to grab her bosom, the smell of burnt pancakes filled the air and he had to go turn the stove off.

He took the frying pan off the stove and turned off the fire while Isabelle laughed at him.

She looked up and noticed the time on the microwave and began to panic.

"Is that really the time?" She asked and got off the counter.

"Yeah, it is. Why? What's wrong?" Josh asked.

"I'm going to be late for work." She said and ran to her bedroom so she could take her bath.

"Work? But, it's Saturday." He replied and followed behind her.

"Unfortunately, my new position comes with more work as well as more money. There's going to be an important meeting with some investors and the main consultant has to present." She replied and rushed into the bathroom.

Josh went back to the kitchen to make her breakfast to-go. He poured some coffee into a commuter cup and put some toast, pancakes and eggs into a paper bag.

Isabelle was done with her bath and quickly got dressed. She came out and asked Josh to help her with the zipper of her dress before noticing he had wrapped up her breakfast to go.

"Here," he said and took the bag and gave it to her, "A little sustenance before your meeting."

"Thank you so much," She said and gave him a quick kiss. She grabbed her car keys and was about to leave when she remembered that she didn't have a car at the moment.

"Oh no, my car's still at the mechanics. There's no way I can make it to work on time if I take the subway." She complained.

"Why don't you take my car?" Josh kindly offered.

"Really? But how will you get home?" She asked.

"I'm a big boy. I'll figure it out, just go." He said and gave her the keys.

"Thank you, Josh. You're a lifesaver." She said before leaving in a hurry.

She entered the car and drove off to work. As she drove by, Gabriel was watching her on the other side of the street. God had sent him to Earth to break the love chain and he was about to put the plans into motion.

Gabriel watched her go and disappeared right after she turned the corner.

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Isabelle got to work five minutes before the meeting was scheduled to commence. She parked the car and ran into the large building. She made for one of the elevators and as she was about to reach it, the sliding doors began to close.

"Please, hold the door." She cried out to whoever was inside and a hand stuck out and stopped the door from closing. Isabelle rushed into the elevator and thanked the man for waiting for her.

"You're very welcome," He said with a smile, "Which floor are you getting off?" He asked.

"Top floor," She replied.

"Same as me...," He said and looked at her.

His eyes glowed red as he was no other than the demon Zarif. He pushed the buttons and the elevator started going up.

"Fate and coincidences, aren't they weird at times?" He asked her.

"Yeah, they are, I guess." She replied, unaware of how dangerous the 'man' beside her actually was.