Page 29 of Perfect Fling

“Okay then.” She nodded, her expression dazed but certain.

“Okay,” he said and looked into her eyes for the first time.

As soon as he met that wide-eyed gaze, the emotion he’d been holding at bay slammed into him hard. Yeah, he’d been with her before, but this time was different, and not just because he didn’t have to wear a condom. She was carrying his baby.

Jesus.

He glanced at her pale stomach, mostly flat, but there was a slight bump he hadn’t noticed before. He jerked his head up, and she laughed.

“You won’t hurt me—or the baby.”

She’d read his mind. He knew that, but for some reason, it helped to hear her say it.

“Do you not want to do this?” Her voice dipped low. Her lashes fluttered down, and she looked everywhere but at him.

He’d never been with a pregnant woman, but he’d had buddies whose wives had been pregnant, and he knew all about raging hormones and feminine insecurities over getting bigger. Cole had never enjoyed those beer-induced conversations, but he was glad for them now.

“Honey, you are so damned beautiful. Of course I want you.” His gaze traveled from her stomach, to the breasts he intended to explore later, then to her mouth.

Which he realized he hadn’t yet kissed. Maybe that connection would reassure her that no matter what he couldn’t give her in the future, he wanted nothing more than to get inside her body right now.

He leaned down and trapped her mouth with his, and what he’d intended to be a soft seduction flared into a raging inferno. He devoured her, knowing he was not only giving her a taste of him but also showing her what she tasted like on his tongue. She groaned beneath him and threaded her fingers through his hair, pulling at the same time she kissed him back, matching him in both desire and need.

Unable to stop himself, he rocked his hips against hers, letting his erection swell and thicken against her soft folds, arousing her with a slow, stroking glide.

“Mmm.” She sighed into his mouth and arched her back up for better friction.

He shifted his hips from side to side, giving her some of what she needed but not everything. Not yet. Even if he was killing himself, he thought, there was more he wanted from her first.

He trailed his lips from her mouth, down the side of her cheek, neck, throat, pausing to dampen a patch of skin that begged for a taste.

She tugged at his hair. “Inside me. Now.”

“Greedy,” he said, chuckling. “Not yet.”

He slid lower until he reached her breast, licking around her soft flesh, noting she was bigger than he remembered. Not much, but enough for him to notice. He plumped one full mound in his hand before pulling one tight nipple into his mouth.

She whimpered. Obviously she was more sensitive too, but since she wasn’t complaining, he took advantage, flicking his tongue back and forth over her nipples.

“Please, please,” she said, bending her knees to entice him.

Her hips gyrated beneath him and he loved the way she cradled him in her thighs and her slick moisture dampened his cock. He grinned and moved to her other breast, giving it the same treatment, prolonging her sweet agony. This time, he used his teeth, grazing her sensitive nipples.

She nearly bucked him off her as she writhed and cried out. “I need you inside me,” she said, her voice almost breaking with the depth of her need. “Now, Cole. Please, I need you now.”

“That’s what I wanted to hear.” He braced his arms on either side of her, readying himself.

Her eyes were bright, her face glistening, desire making her even more beautiful. Fuck.

He poised at her entrance, unable to tear his gaze from her face as he entered her, even as he knew he shouldn’t look. That watching her eyes soften as he pressed inside, felt her heat and warmth cushion him, would only make complicate things.As if they aren’t complicated enough,Cole thought, and thrust into her completely.

“Oh my God,” she said, her body clamping tight around him.

He knew exactly what she meant. It was just them. Skin to skin, no barrier. He’d never felt anything like it before. Never not used a condom. With this woman, he never planned to use one again.

Unable to remain still, he slid out and back in and suddenly he wasn’t thinking; he was feeling. An avalanche of sensation hit him from all sides, taking him higher, faster than ever before. She met his thrusts, her moans and sighs telling him she was right there with him. No way would he come without her, but he didn’t have to worry. As quickly as his climax approached, hers did as well, her body slamming upward with each thrust he made inside. She came beneath him, her nails digging into his back, and when he heard his name on her lips, he followed her right over the cliff.

Chapter Seven

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