Page 19 of Billionaire's Frenemy

“Naked,” I insisted, rearing back and pulling off my shirt then dropping it next to the mattress before popping the button of her pants. “Now.”

“You’re so bossy,” she complained, even as she wrenched off her own tee and tossed it aside.

“You’re so fucking beautiful,” I growled. I fell over her, placing wet kisses over her breasts and up her throat before pulling away again.

I slid down the mattress, gripping the waistband of her jeans and tugging them down, discarding them along with her panties while she unhooked and removed her bra.

When I stood to kick off my own pants, I looked down at her and froze. It was the first time I’d seen her naked in months. My mouth went dry at the sight of her spread on the bed, her gaze wild, hair fanned out over the pillow.

“How did I get so lucky?” I climbed up next to her again and ran my fingers over her slightly swollen belly. Lying there naked, it was more pronounced than it was when she was clothed. “I love you, you know?”

“I know,” she said, smiling as she followed the trail of my fingers over her abdomen. “We’re gonna have a baby.”

“I know.” I rolled over her and reclaimed her mouth, trying to put every emotion wracking my body into the kiss. My love, my devotion, my admiration of her. All of it. Everything I had, everything I was, belonged to her now.

If I were being honest…it always had.

I shifted my hips between her legs, spreading her open for me, before sliding inside her wet folds. As I rocked gently against her, my hands palmed her breasts as I feasted on her lips.

Small moans and gasps escaped each of us as we made love. Every other time we’d ever had sex, it had been a rough, fervent affair. This was a completely different kind of passion. I worshipped her body with mine, paid homage to the love of my life in a way I had sadly never done before.

We came together, our bodies sweaty, our breaths panting in time to one another, hearts racing at the same speed. Lightning flickered across my gaze as I spilled inside her, holding her against me as she shuddered and clung to me.

When I shifted off of her and pulled her into my arms again, she gazed up at me with slightly narrowed eyes.

“You did that on purpose,” she accused.

“What?”

“You said you’d let me rest then got me to convinceyouthat sex wouldn’t hurt me or the baby.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I scoffed, pushing her head back down against my chest so she wouldn’t see the smile I couldn’t contain.

I hadn’t done it on purpose, which was a shame. Because it was a damn good plan.

Nine

Willow My-Perspective’s-Changed Tate

I couldn’t even be mad at him. It had been the best damn sex of my life. No, not sex. Making love. That’s what it had been. Content, I settled into him while he held me secure in his arms and traced soothing circles on my back.

I must have slept because next thing I knew I was waking to Jamie stroking my cheek. He was fully dressed and sitting on the side of the bed.

“Kathy’s making us dinner,” he said.

“We just ate,” I grumble-yawned. Right on cue, my stomach growled.

“Hmm, not so much,” he replied. “Why don’t you get dressed and meet me out there. I’m having her make your favorite.”

“You don’t know my favorite.”

“Actually, I do. You have two. One is pancakes, which she’s not making. And the other is Mongolian chicken with extra veggies.” He leaned forward and brushed his nose over mine. “And for dessert, you always have cheesecake with blueberry topping, which we’re also having.” He clapped his hand lightly on my butt. “Get dressed, or I’ll eat your cheesecake.”

“You better not!” I called as he shut the door. I sank back against the pillows. He knew my favorite foods? I never thought he’d paid that much attention. I mean, I knew his. Jamie loved donuts and cookies, but as far as dinner foods, give him a burger and steak fries and he was a happy man.

Wearily, I climbed from the bed and grabbed my clothes. I’d been told this fatigue was supposed to pass by the second trimester. Lies. I was still waiting for the miracle to occur.

It took a few minutes for me to dress, then I headed out to Jamie. “Shouldn’t we be landing soon?” I asked, settling into my seat.

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