Page 156 of Gracefully Yours

“I know.” I closed my eyes, resting my head against his chest.

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My pumpkin-orange bridesmaiddress fluttered to the floor. “Ahhhhh,” I sighed in relief. “That’s better.”

“Mmm, I agree,” Daniel said, his hands skimming up my sides, over my bare skin. He’d already taken his suit coat off, leaving it on the chair in our bedroom.

“Hi,” I giggled, turning around in his arms. Except—“Oh.” My bump rested between us, keeping the two of us from touching completely.

“How are you feeling?”

I tugged on his tie to bring his torso closer to mine. “Mmm. Feet are a little sore from all the standing and dancing. But… Good. Happy.”

“That’s all I’ve ever wanted for you. To be happy.” My husband rested his head against mine.

“You’ve made me the happiest woman alive, Daniel.” I reached up, cupping his jaw with my hand. “I’m so glad we got married. That we fell in love. That…” I rubbed my belly. “We made her.”

“Thank god for that marriage pact, huh?”

“Yeah.”

Our lips were inches apart, and all I wanted—all I needed, was him.

“Charlotte…”

“Kiss me,” I breathed, wrapping my arms around his neck. He gave me a brief and tender kiss on my lips. But I needed… “More. I need more.” I moaned as his hands cupped my ass. “Daniel…”

He unclasped my bra, and I shrugged the straps down my shoulder, letting the garment fall to the floor.

“I know what you need, baby.” He kissed my neck as his fingers worked deftly, pushing my panties down my hips, letting them fall to the floor before his hands skimming up the insides of my thighs.

But not where I wanted them.

“Are you…” His voice was rough. “Are you sure the baby’s going to be okay?” Daniel asked, touching me so carefully. He ran his hands up my side, like he was cradling my bump.

I nodded. I’d bled after the last time, so we’d waited to have sex again until I got the all clear at my next appointment. It was just some spotting, but better to be safe than sorry. “The doctor said it won’t hurt.Please. I need you.”

If I thought I’d craved his body before I’d gotten pregnant, it was even more so now. The pregnancy hormones were driving me crazy, and all I wanted to do was have him inside of me.

“Just… Tell me if I hurt you, okay?” He leaned down, capturing my lips in another kiss as he slid his fingers inside of me.

I gasped at the feeling, holding back a moan at how good it felt.

“Fuck. You’re so wet.”

“Yes,”I agreed, and he kissed me harder, his fingers working me closer and closer as we kissed lazily, a bundle of lips, tongue and teeth.

He kept up his gentle, steady pace, working me closer and closer towards the orgasm I craved, desired, needed—

“Daniel, I’m so close—” I whimpered, holding onto him like a lifeline.

Like he was my lifeline.

But in a way, in every way, actually—he was.

“Come for me, darling,” he whispered in my ear, rough in the deep, smooth voice of his that I always loved. And maybe it was the hormones, maybe it was just something about the night, but I did. I came on his hand, letting my head drop back as my eyes practically rolled into the back of my head.

He pulled his fingers out of me, laying me down on the bed on my side. Removing his clothes layer by layer, he gave me a full view of his body before dropping them next to mine on the floor.

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