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Chapter 22 - Grace

I sat stunned. I couldn’t believe the words coming out of his mouth. I felt sure he was only trying to take responsibility for his child. Yet, as I looked up into his eyes, I saw something else. The way he looked at me, there was a calmness in them I had not seen before.

“Please, Grace,” he said, coming closer. At that moment, I realized he was letting his guard down. He was breaking apart the walls he had built. Makari took my hands in his. He lifted them, placing tender kisses on my fingers.

“Grace,” he whispered. “I want to be here for you and our child. Please stay with me. Will you make my life complete and marry me?”

As he squeezed my hands, I grasped the intense feelings I had been having. I had fallen in love with him without knowing. Looking down at the floor, I felt the fluttering in my stomach. My heart started racing as my mind comprehended what I wanted.

He was the one! Even with everything we’ve been through, I wanted him with every part of my being. I was sure this had to be love. I could even feel it in my bones. It wasn’t a mistake. Standing up, I wrapped my arms around his neck as I spoke.

“Yes, Makari. I will marry you.”

Makari picked me up and turned in a circle. As he lowered me, he spoke softly. “I love you.”

Looking into his eyes, I could see the sincerity in them. His whole being seemed to be sparkling. Raising onto my toes, I replied as I kissed him. “I love you too.” For a moment, time froze as we hugged.

Makari pulled back, breathing hard. He placed his hands on my hips as he spoke. “No, Grace, we can’t do this.”

Confused, I spoke softly. I needed to understand what he meant. “We can’t do what?” Taking his face in my hands, I stared into his eyes. “We’re already having a baby and getting married. So, what can’t we be doing?”

“Yes, I know,” he huffed, taking my hands and stepping back, putting some distance between us.

A whirlwind blew through me. He asked me to marry him. His actions weren’t making any sense. “What are you talking about?” I questioned impatiently.

“We can’t endanger the baby’s life, Grace. We can’t do this.” He said, staring at my stomach.

Laughing hard, I tugged him closer. “Baby,” I whispered. “I can assure you the baby is fine and will be fine. You don’t have to be scared of having sex with me. You will not harm the baby in any way.”

He looked at me, shocked. His eyes were large, and his mouth open. I could see he was still hesitant.

“Come on,” I said seductively, pulling him towards the bed. “Don’t you want a piece of this?” I fell back onto the bed, fluttering my eyelashes and licking my lips.

Makari grinned as he stepped closer. Taking my hand, he pulled me up into his arms. Our lips locked in a deeply passionate kiss. Then he turned and headed to the door, mumbling under his breath.

“Hey, baby,” I called after him.

He turned, looking at me. I walked closer to him quickly. Taking his hand, I pulled it from the doorknob without breaking eye contact. I placed my hands on his chest, pushing him back against the door.

Staring into his eyes, I licked my lips and slid my hands down over his chest. As I reached his pants, I pushed my hands under his shirt and started moving back up. His abs were hard, and his chest warm.

Taking hold of his nipple, I pulled softly. Makari lifted his head as he breathed in deeply. He wanted me. But he was fighting his urges to take me hard.

I stood on my toes, kissing his chin, making him look at me. Smiling at him, I leaned in, whispering as I nibbled his ear. “I will break you.”

Moving swiftly, I grabbed the top of his pants. He gasped as I undid his pants and pushed my hand in, taking hold of his cock. Makari stared into my eyes. He was burning up with lust as he bit down on his lower lip.

Taking hold of his pants, I slowly bent forward as I lowered them. Makari took hold of my shoulders, pulling me up. Looking up, I shook my head, giving him a look that said let go. He stood for a moment before releasing me.

I continued down until his pants and underwear were on the floor. His cock was hard and pumping. I knew he wanted me. He could fight the urges all he wanted. But we were going to have sex. His body was almost in control.

Taking his cock into my hand, I moved slowly up and down. Using my other hand, I played with his balls. Bending his head back, he rested it against the door. I could hear his soft moans escaping as I moved.

Lowering to my knees, I sucked his cock into my mouth. Makari gasped as he grabbed hold of my head. “Please,” he whispered.

“Mmmm,” I moaned as I moved his cock in and out of my mouth. Every time I pulled back, I made a loop around the tip with my tongue. After a couple of slow strokes, I started moving faster. Makari’s fingers wrapped around my hair as I moved, gripping them tightly.

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