Whimpers and grunts filled the room. He’d read up on pregnancy, and right now she was going into hormone overload. The extra blood pumping through her veins came with an added bonus, sensitivity. Entering the waistband of her underwear, wet heat greeted his fingers, lubricated them as he slid them over her swollen clit.
“J-Jett, I’m going to come.”
He released her nipple with a loud pop. “I know, baby, let go. This one’s for you.” Their gazes locked. “I want to watch you come apart for me, Kansas.”
Her lids lowered, and her chest shook as he continued to bring her higher. Coal black hair tumbled behind her like an inky spill of midnight. Her pulse jumped in her throat, and her liquid brown eyes dilated. He paused to pinch her clit, and she fell apart. A high-pitched scream tore through the house. Her body spasmed, and her legs buckled. Holding her to him, he supported her weight as he kissed her forehead.
“Oh my God! That was amazing!” Pushing back she tilted her head up. “What did you do?”
“Perks of being pregnant.”
“Hmm, that’s a secret no one’s shared.”
He chuckled. “I’m ready to be inside you, Kansas.”
“I want that, too.”
She stepped back, and he followed her in an impromptu game of follow the leader.
“Less clothes,” she whispered.
He shrugged out of his shirt, tossed it aside, and his pants followed. Bared they sank to the bed together. Caressing hair from her face he cupped her cheek.
“I want to be the only man to do this, Kansas.” Sliding along her slick entrance without penetrating he watched her squirm.
“You are.”
“Ever, Sas.” He interlocked their fingers, held her hands over her head and surged forward.
“Shit, Jett!” She brought her legs up to wrap around his lower back, rocking with him as he swiveled his hips, hitting the right spot and retreating.
“Say it, Kansas.” He went deep, bottomed out as she arched.
“Fuck!”
He repeated the move.
“Say what?” Her lips trembled, and her eyes were round and wild. The slap of skin on skin made him growl.
“It’s you and me.” He ground the words out, forced the orgasm that wanted to break over him to wait. Willing her to feel the truth of his emotions he increased his speed and stared into her eyes.
“Oh God!” Her pussy tightened.
“Tell me I’m the only man who will ever touch you like this again.”
“Y-yes, damn you!” She made him possessive, made him want to scream from the top of the rafters she was his. She spiraled into a fierce wave of pleasure that took him with her.
Sticky, sweaty, and worn out, Jett glanced over at the woman beside him on her back. “Did you mean it?”
“How could I not?” She moved her head to face him. “From the minute I met you my days of being single were numbered. I’m scared shitless, but I’ve never lacked bravery, and I want to try. Not just for you but for her.” She placed a hand on her belly.
“Her huh?” He covered her smaller hand and smiled.
“I figure we have a fifty-fifty chance.”
“Smart ass.” He bent over and pressed a sweet kiss to her lips. “I love you.”
“I love you, too. You broke through all my defenses.” She sniffed, struggled to fight back tears, and lost the battle. Warm droplets rain down her face. He sipped them like a rare wine, kissed her heated cheeks, and nuzzled her neck. “It’s okay, Sas. I will always be there to dry your tears.”