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He leans up and pushes my shirt up and over my head. The moment his lips touch my swollen, sensitive breasts, I feel a delicious shudder go through me. He is gentle and tender, his hands holding me close as he explores the changes in my body. I can feel the whisper of his breath as he moves down my body, finding all the spots that make me gasp and whimper.
"You're beautiful, Paige," he whispers. "I can't believe you're carrying our baby."
His hands settle over my belly, warm and protective. He rests his forehead against mine, our gazes locked. I don’t want him to stop. I need him. After today, I realize how close we came to never getting to do this again.
“Make love to me,” I whisper.
"Happily," he murmurs, his lips ghosting over mine. His fingers trace a path down my body, as if he's memorizing every rise and fall of my skin. I shiver under his touch, goosebumps spreading in their wake. His hand pushes my panties down. I help him, lifting my hips so he can slide them off. His fingers return, tracing a path that sends lightning bolts through me. I gasp, arching into his touch as he teases and explores. He knows just how to touch me to make me tremble in anticipation.
His lips find mine again, swallowing my gasps as his touch ignites a fire within me. His finger slips inside me. I can’t help but moan into his mouth. His touch is electrifying, setting my nerves ablaze. His finger works inside me, causing me to squirm.
“Yes,” I murmur.
“You’re so hot. So wet.”
I groan, pulling at him. “Don’t stop.”
His fingers work harder and faster. My hips arch, taking him deeper. His mouth closes over mine, his tongue sliding against mine in an intoxicating dance. His touch is pure magic, hitting all the right spots, sending waves of pleasure coursing through me again and again.
I felt the orgasm coming on strong and fast. “I’m right here,” he whispers. “Give it to me. Let go.”
The orgasm swept over me like a tidal wave, crashing against me with an intensity I had never experienced before. I cried out, my body arching and trembling as the pleasure consumed me. His fingers were still inside me, guiding me through it, a steady, reassuring presence.
When the waves began to subside, I lay there, spent and breathless, in his warm embrace. He kisses over my neck, sucking on my flesh. His mouth moves over mine once again. His tongue swept into my mouth.
I tangle my fingers in his hair, pulling him closer. The fire he ignited in me still burns, and I crave more. He grins against my lips, the dim light casting shadows on his face. His eyes are full of hunger for me, and I know he feels the same.
Without breaking our kiss, he rolls us over so I’m on top, straddling him. He shifts his hips, allowing me to settle comfortably before pulling away from our kiss to look at me. The loving adoration in his eyes steals my breath. His hands guide mine to the hem of his boxers and together, we slide them down his legs.
I kiss him, running my hands over his chest. “I don’t think I will ever get tired to touching you.”
“I hope not,” he grins. “I like you touching me. I like touching you.”
My hands slide over his torso and up to his arms. “Your muscles are getting big,” I tease. “My hardworking man.”
He flexes under my touch. "You always know how to make me feel like the luckiest man alive," he says.
He reaches up, brushing a stray lock of hair from my face, his fingers skimming my cheek as he does so. "And I promise, no matter what life throws our way, I'll always be here for you."
I lean down to kiss him softly, our lips melding together in a sweet, tender embrace. I can feel his heart beating under my hand.
“You promise you’re going to keep doing this?” I ask.
“Keep doing what?”
“Sex. Are you going to have sex with me when I’m as big as a house?”
He chuckles, sitting up to kiss me. “It’s not that I wouldn’t be attracted to you, but I don’t want to risk the baby.”
“We can still have sex,” I grin.
“Then I will be ready and willing.”
I move my hips, sliding my wetness over his hard length. He groans, his hands going to my hips. He groans, squeezing his eyes closed and taking a shaky breath.
“I need you,” he whispers.
I adjust my body, lifting up just enough to position my body over his. I slowly lower myself, impaling myself on him inch by inch. He watches me, his eyes filled with desire and love. Our bodies fit together perfectly, as if made for each other.
