Page 128 of Stepping Into Tomorrow

She pressed her hand to the side of his face. “I’ve already forgiven you. And more than that—I trust you. If you want to do this . . .”

His chest stopped moving as if he were holding his breath. His eyes glittered with hope.

“I’ll need you to be all in. I’ll need your vulnerability as well as your truths. You gotta let me take care of you too sometimes,” she finished.

“I can do that,” Nash agreed, wrapping his arms around her.

She leaned forward, capturing his mouth in a kiss of hope and promise. His lips glided over hers, soft and sweet, torturously gentle. Her heart burst with love and happiness. Could she really have it all? A man as good as Nash who loved her and her son? A partner in life through all its ups and downs? Yes!

He gripped the back of her neck, tugging her closer, like he couldn’t get enough of her. She moaned into his mouth and dragged her teeth over his lip.

He froze. “Are you sure you’re ready for this? We don’t have to have sex right now if—”

“Nash?”

“Yeah, sweetness?”

“Shut up and make love to me.”

The corner of his mouth quirked up. “Yes, my love.”

Nash picked her up and she squealed.

“Shhh. Don’t want my sister or Eli coming up to investigate the noise.” Nash’s voice rumbled as he set her gently on the bed.

He climbed next to her and tugged down her leggings. “No panties again?”

She shrugged. “Underwear lines.”

After licking his lips, he bit the bottom one, his eyes growing hazy with lust. “What am I gonna do with you?”

“I can think of a few things,” she said playfully.

“Fuck, baby. You’re killing me here.” He pulled the bottom of her sweater up and over her head, exposing her ginormous stomach and breasts that were barely contained by her bra. A blush rose to her cheeks, self-conscious of how different her body looked now compared to the last time they’d been together two months ago.

“Fuck, sweetness. Gonna come just from looking at you. You’re so damn sexy, round with my child,” he rasped like he truly was barely holding on.

“Then you better get inside me, because I want to feel you when you come,” she confessed.

He lay on the bed, still fully clothed. “Sit on my face and hold the headboard.”

“What? You can’t be serious.”

One of his eyebrows quirked. “Why not?”

“I’ll smother you. Don’t know if you’ve noticed, but I’ve gained quite a bit of extra weight due to the baby currently taking residence in my entire abdomen.”

He smacked her ass and gripped her hips, picking her up like she weighed nothing and setting her on his chest. “Don’t know if you’ve noticed, but I’m not some young boy who can’t handle a real woman. Now sit on my face and let me make you come like a good girl.”

Fuck, why was it so hot when he got all growly and demanding? She gripped the headboard, putting her weight on her knees as she moved to straddle his face. A sharp smack landed on her ass.

“Ow!”

“Stop fucking hovering. Sit your pretty ass—”

She sat just to shut him up. He groaned, the noise vibrating through her pussy as his tongue slicked through her folds. Oh good God, of all things holy! Her eyes rolled back in her head. Somehow, despite the aches and pains of being nine months pregnant and feeling like a whale, Nash made her feel beautiful. His fingers dug into her hips, tugging her down on his face as his beard scratched her thighs. His hot tongue slid into her pussy, fucking her before moving up to tease her clit. She sucked in a breath as pressure gathered in her center, threatening to explode.

“Nash.” Her voice was a breathless plea.

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