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“Angel, can I brush your hair?” I pause and hold the brush out to him. He walks to me and takes the brush, then sits behind me to brush my hair. The brush glides through my hair for several strokes before he puts it down somewhere and starts rubbing my shoulders.
“Joshua, that feels so nice, thank you.”
“Everyone said to tell you goodnight. Do you want to talk about today or just relax?”
“I want to relax for the rest of the night. I don't want to think about it anymore.”
“Okay, come on, I'll help you get in bed, then I'm going to get ready for bed and join you. Okay?”
“Yes.” We both stand up, and he picks me up in his arms and strides to the bed, where he puts me down.
“I'll be right back. Get comfortable.” He walks to his bags, pulls out something, and then walks into the bathroom.
I lean back in bed and rest against the pillows, waiting for him. I want to make love again but don't know how to talk to him or how to even seduce him into it. I must be thinking hard because I don't hear him come out of the bathroom. He climbs into bed next to me wearing a pair of black silk pajama pants slung low on his hips. I can make out the definition of muscles and his sexy V. His chest is bare, and again I catch the hints of tattoos on both sides of his chest.
Joshua reaches over to the nightstand for a book and then pulls me into his side. I giggle at his reading selection: What to Expect When You’re Expecting.
“You were serious. You’re really reading that book.” I look up into his eyes.
“Of course. I want to know what you're going through. When I first started reading, I justified it was because I needed to know to protect you. Then it became a choice because I wished it were my baby you were carrying. Now it's because that's my daughter and I want to know.” He places the book on his lap and rubs my round belly with his hand. His other hand rubs my hip where his arm is wrapped around me. I squeeze my legs together tightly hoping to relieve the pressure at my sex.
“Joshua, you say the most wonderful things to me.” I sound breathless, but I can't help myself.
“It's the truth. I'll always tell you the truth, never doubt that.”
“I'm worried. You're in even more danger now. This man has been killing for over twenty-four years. I don't know how I would survive losing you again.” I worry my bottom lip as my sexual desire fades, now replaced with apprehension.
“Angel, first, I'm not going anywhere, and second, we’ll discuss this tomorrow. Right now, I think I'm going to kiss you and read later.”
“Yes, please.” I want him so much that those words have me on fire again.
He throws the book to the floor and pulls me up over him. I straddle his lap and feel his erection right where I want it. He pushes his hands into my hair and pulls my face to him. My hands roam his body and he invades my mouth. I feel the puckers of a scar on his shoulder and another on his arm. Other than those scars, his skin is silky smooth over his tight muscles. I want more than kissing and petting. I grind myself down onto his cock, and he groans into my mouth. He pulls back and looks me in the eyes. The passion and desire in his gaze almost sends me over. He leans forward and begins to nibble on my neck. His tongue and lips scorch a path to my ear where he sucks the lobe into his mouth, and I grind down harder.
“Yes, Joshua, that feels so good.” He releases the lobe and grates his teeth across the artery along my neck, gently biting it. “I want you,” I beg.
“Angel, you have me. I like this nightgown, but it's done its job.” He pulls back, and lifts my nightgown over my head, throwing it across the room. He then proceeds to bury his face in between my breasts. He kisses each breast before sucking a nipple into his mouth. I start to feel the pull in my core from his sucking. I push my hands into his hair and pull him closer as I continue to grind down on him. He pulls back again, and his blue eyes are liquid fire looking back at me. His hands skate down to my thong and he reaches behind me and snaps the thin material.
“Joshua.” I gasp.
“I'll buy you more. I need in you now.” I chuckle and rise up on my knees, allowing him room to pull himself out of his lounge pants. He reaches between us and rubs my clit, then down to my entrance. “God, you're so wet.”
“Please, Joshua. I want you in me now.” I help guide himself to my entrance and slowly lower onto him.
I've never been this bold, but I want this man and know he won't judge me. His cock feels so much larger this way. I have to take my time letting my body accommodate to his size. Slowly take him in inch by inch.
“Let me know if it's too much for you,” he groans through gritted teeth.
I pull up and push back down on him, fully seating myself on his lap. I stop for a moment to take in the feeling of fullness and utter perfection. I rise up again and push back down on him. He sits up and grabs my waist and starts to guide me. We are as close to chest to chest that my pregnancy will allow. I throw my head back, my hair cascading down my back. He groans again, and I start to whimper. It feels too good. Between me rocking on my knees and him lifting me, I'm about to lose my battle to stave off the orgasm that's about to erupt from me. We pick up the pace, and my rhythm falters. He leans forward and kisses my neck again, he grates his teeth along my neck and bites me harder. I can't hold off anymore, the orgasm slams into me and I feel my juices slipping between us. I throw back my head and scream his name. The sound of our wet skin grows louder as his pace increases. The feeling of his cock growing harder inside me has me seeing stars. His head drops back, and he growls my name as he comes. I can feel his semen shooting into me, and it sends me into a second orgasm. We fall back together against the pillows. He pulls me tighter into his body and rolls us, so we are now lying face to face on our sides. I stretch my rubbery legs and feel them shaking. He brushes my hair back from my face.
Looking into his eyes, I can see what I want to say, but I tighten my lips, keeping the words back. It's right there, I see it, and I know he can see it on my face too. I would do anything for this man. Neither of us says anything, we just stare into each other's eyes. I wish I were strong enough to tell him.
“Angel, I'm going to get us a washcloth, or do you want to take a shower?”
“Shower, please.” I can feel the stickiness of both of our releases. I sit up and turn to slide off the bed, next thing I know I'm in his arms again, and he's carrying me to the bathroom. We shower, washing each other, and turning each other on again.
“Ana, I want you again, but you need your sleep. It was a harder day on you than I would have liked.”
“Please,” I beg as I my hands slide down his torso, heading for his cock.
