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She watched the gentle snowfall through the floor-to-ceiling glass. Her hand rubbed over the spot where Taylor had slept beside her. It was already cold. Chloe grabbed his pillow and hugged it to her chest. She could smell him on it. Earthy and sexy and sweet. Mocha caramel cake and black tea.
Jesse breathed evenly behind her, his arm draped over her waist. Chloe was tucked up and warm against his hard body. She glanced at the ring on her left hand; even in the dark she could discern its brilliance. It felt foreign and heavy on her finger. In just ten days she would be a wife and six months from now a mother. She pressed Jesse’s hand to her abdomen and held it there, covering it with her own.
His lips brushed her ear and in a sleepy voice he whispered, “You okay, babe?”
“Yeah, I’m fine,” she whispered back.
“C’mere.” He kissed her neck and hugged her closer to him. She could feel his erection wedged against her bottom through her flannel pajama pants. She moved his hand up her belly to her breast. He gently squeezed.
And suddenly she felt like a cat in heat. Chloe arched her back, pushing her breast against his palm and her ass into his hard cock.
“Fuck,” he groaned out.
Jesse sat up, taking her with him, and pulled her shirt up over her head. He tossed it to the floor. He cupped both of her breasts in his hands and rubbed his thumbs over her sensitive nipples. She sucked in air through her teeth. He laid her back down and, hovering over her, he took her lips with his, plundering her mouth with his tongue.
Chloe pulled him down to lie all the way on top of her. She needed to feel his weight on her, to feel his cock grind against her cunt through their clothes. He tore his lips from her mouth and his eyes bored into hers. His bright blue eyes were all she could see, surrounded by the soft curtain of his long hair.
“I’ll crush you.” He eased himself back up onto his elbows.
She pressed her hips into his. He buried his face into the curve of her neck and grazed his teeth along her skin. “I want you, Jesse.”
Chloe felt his breath at her ear. “And I want you.” Jesse flexed his hips and pressed against her in return. “Always.” He lowered his head to her breast and latched onto a nipple, sucking it deep into his mouth.
And the angels in heaven were singing—or did that sound come out of her own mouth? She pinched his nipples. He lifted his head from her breast with a growl. “Wanna play then, baby girl?”
Yes, I do!
He didn’t wait for a reply, but then she didn’t really think it was a question. Jesse knew what she craved. Before she could blink, he stripped off her pants and shed his own before climbing back onto the bed. He pulled her naked body on top of him and took control of her mouth with his. Strong hands skimmed down her back to cup her bottom cheeks. He pulled them apart and squeezed as she slithered back and forth over his cock.
Jesse gripped her thighs and he slid her along his chest until his mouth met her pussy. She held onto the headboard, her knees planted into the mattress on either side of him. He licked up her slit and sucked on her clit until her thighs were trembling so violently she didn’t think she could hold on any longer.
“Fuck!” she screamed.
It was like melting and exploding all at once.
Her legs still shook as he peeled her fingers from the headboard. Gathering her in his arms, he laid her on her side with her back against his chest. She loved the after. It was probably her favorite part. Jesse held her and caressed her, brushing through her hair with his fingers. He leaned over and kissed her neck. Her wet cheek.
“Babe. Why are you crying?”
Stupid hormones.
“I’m not crying-crying.” She wiped at her face. “It’s a crygasm…or is it a crymax? I don’t remember. Either works, I guess.”
Yeah, she’d read that somewhere too.
He held her tighter and kissed her hair. Jesse had to be the most loving, the most understanding, the most patient man on the planet. She was so emotional lately. Some days Chloe felt fine—like her normal self. Other days she reasoned she was a fucked-up hormonal mess. Jesse took it all in stride. He calmed her, soothed her, leveled her out.
Chloe felt him lift her hair, then his warm breath fanned her nape. He kissed the sensitive skin there. “Yeah? Is it okay that I love that?”
She brought his hand to her lips and smiled. “Yeah.”
“Good.” His lips brushed along her jaw. “Because I want you to do it again.” He lifted her leg over his and slowly pushed himself inside her.
Unhurried, his movements in and out of her were languid and gentle at first. Jesse held her against him in one arm and lightly stroked every inch of her skin that he could reach, leaving a trail of goosebumps in his wake. Reigniting that tingle deep in her belly. She held onto the arm that anchored her with both hands, lulled by his blissful rhythm.
Jesse took her hand and sucked her fingers into his mouth. His tongue swirled around them, warm and wet. Then he placed her hand on her pussy. “Cry for me.”
He pulled her leg back, opening her up wider, and pumped into her faster. Chloe rubbed her clit with his saliva and, sucking in a breath, she whimpered, “Fuck. Harder.”
