Page 118 of Calamity Rayne Knocked Up

“Hey.” He caught my jaw and forced me to look him in the eye. “You’rebeautiful.”

I blushed. Maybe I was being a little hard on myself. I reached for his hip. “Thank you.”

He bent forward and kissed me slowly, his hands gently roving over my curves and reminding me how good his touch felt. He climbed onto the bed, careful not to crush me, and pulled my hand to his cock. My fingers curled around his thick length and stroked slowly as he kissed my neck.

“Careful with that thing,” I warned. “You don’t want to poke poor little Alaric or Aurelia in the eye.”

“That’s not possible.” He massaged my breasts softly. “Does it hurt when I touch you here?”

I moaned and shut my eyes. “No, actually, it feels really nice.”

He kissed my neck and shoulders, trailing his touch over my belly until I anxiously parted my thighs for him. I was ready to get to the good stuff. His stroking fingers teased my folds until I was writhing and begging for more.

Hale pulled me to the edge of the bed and dropped to his knees. I tried to cover myself but he pulled my hand away.

“Sorry.”

“What are you sorry for?”

“I haven’t…groomed down there in a while.”

“Knock it off.” His mouth closed over my clit and I gasped as he pressed his fingers inside of me. The first stroke of his tongue had me fisting the sheets and soon enough I was panting and gasping his name. “Hale…”

“I’m right here, baby. Let me take care of you.”

I sobbed with relief as he drove me to climax. “I really missed sex.”

He kissed my inner thigh and dragged his tongue slowly through my slit where his fingers teased. “We haven’t gotten to the sex yet.”

That was true. On account of littleShiloh or Skye weighing me down, I really couldn’t do much more than lay there. But so far that was working out just fine.

“Don’t fight it,” he said, curving his touch to reach that magical spot. “I know you’re good for one more.”

I didn’t doubt it. As long as he kept touching me the way he was now, there would be no stopping it. I cried out as he kissed my clit as his fingers delved deep. I cupped my breasts, massaging slowly as my muscles tightened and my legs trembled.

“Mmm, that’s a good girl.” With one final lick, he slowly rose. “I think, on your side would be best.”

He helped me reposition as he aligned his body with mine. It wasn’t the most ergonomic position, but he was able to make it work. Luckily, Hale had the right tools to make just about anything work. But I couldn’t say I loved the position, two minutes later we were trying something else.

And then something else. And then something else. It seemed nothing was comfortable when we had a beach ball separating us.

“Maybe this way’s better.” I draped myknee over his thigh so our bodies formed a sort of V on the bed.

He thrust a few times and I frowned. “How’s that feel?”

“Meh.”

“What’s wrong with doggy style?”

“I don’t think it’s a good idea to have my stomach down. We could crush little Banks or Clover.”

“Sometimes I wonder how many babies you have in there with all these names.”

“Really, Hale? A reference to me possibly carrying twins or quintuplets? Now?”

“No, no, no. That had nothing to do with your body.” He panicked then took a calming breath. “Never mind. How about missionary?”

I flopped to my back. “Try.”

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