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“You’re gorgeous, Collins. Always have been. Always will be. I’d think that even if your body wasn’t changing because you’re giving me the best gift anyone could give me.”
She scans my expression, testing my sincerity.
I meant every damn word, which seems to register. I didn’t know it was possible to crave someone this much. I want her just as much as I always have. Maybe even more. There’s something primal about the knowledge that her body looks different because she’s carrying our baby.
“Promise me this won’t mess anything up,” she whispers. “That whatever happens between us won’t affect the baby.”
“I promise.”
“And if you change your mind or want to be with someone else, you’ll tell me.”
I snort. “Not gonna happen.”
“Promise anyway.”
“I promise, Monty.”
She exhales unsteadily, then unzips my pants and reaches into my boxers to tug my erection free. I grind my molars as her thumb circles the leaky red tip. If I’d hadanyidea this might happen, I’d have wokenup early enough to take care of business in the shower this morning. There’s a legitimate concern I might come the second I’m inside of her after months of abstinence.
Collins smiles, seeming to sense the power she has over me. And then she’s pulling at the tie of her robe. The front falls open, still covering her breasts, but not much else. She slips it off her shoulders, letting the fabric puddle at her feet.
I’m used to seeing her in bulky sweaters and oversize shirts. Her bump is a noticeable bulge now, and her tits have doubled in size since I saw them last.
“Told you I look different.”
I hear the vulnerability beneath the bravado, so I press closer so she can feel my hard dick again.
My head dips, and I trace the ridge of her exposed collarbone with my tongue. “Yeah. Sexier,” I say right next to her ear.
She trembles.
My hand slides up the inside of her thigh. She’s fucking soaked, cunt fluttering from the first brush of my fingers.
“My room or yours?” I ask, something I never thought I’d have to ask a woman inmyhouse.
I moved most of my stuff to a guest room upstairs so Collins could have the primary suite closest to the nursery. Although I’m really fucking hoping this development means separate bedrooms won’t be a permanent arrangement.
Collins doesn’t reply. I’m not sure she heard me, honestly, over the moans she’s emitting.
She spins suddenly, gripping the edge of the counter. “Here.”
“Here?”
“Yeah. I’m so—I’m so close. I just need you insideof me.Please. Please, Kit. Please fuck me.”
Her voice is breathy and desperate as she begs me.
She doesn’t need to. Even if her entire family was in the next room, I’m not sure I’d be able to stop this time. I want this just as much as she does.
But I do tease her a little, admiring the view of her bent over the counter with her legs spread. She’s so wet that I can see it. Smell it.
“Now,” Collins whimpers. Her ass bumps back against my crotch, shamelessly searching for my cock.
“You weren’t this bossy the last time we hooked up,” I tell her.
“Are you complaining?”
I smirk. “No, ma’am.”