Page 30 of Worth the Risk

I wasn’t above begging. I never had been when it came to her.

But it wasn’t necessary before. Zoey and I were combustible, both of us unable to keep our hands off each other.

She said nothing else, just watched me with hooded eyes as my touch became bolder. I ran my fingers along her collarbone and down her chest. She arched her back, letting out a low moan as I pinched one of her peaked nipples.

“You’ve got perfect tits, Angel, do you know that?” My forehead was pressed to hers, and I couldn’t take my eyes off her. Her cheeks were rosy, and her big brown eyes burned with need. “I love burying my face between them. Fuck.”

My erection jerked, my need for her making me ache.

But this wasn’t about me.

My hand continued to move lower, trailing over the place where my child would grow. Zoey’s thighs parted for me, and I couldn’t keep the grin off my face as I slid my hand over her pelvis. Her clit was a swollen bud, and her entire body jerked as I circled it with my fingers.

“Oh God,” she cried out, leaning back against the side of the tub. Her hands came to the edges, holding on as she undulated her hips against my hand.

She was beautiful like this. Eyes closed tightly, lips parted, and chest heaving. My own intense lust took a backseat to giving her pleasure, as I slipped two fingers deep inside of her. She clenched around me when the palm of my hand ground against her clit.

The bubbles shifted, and I could see her breasts again. Her dark nipples poked out of the water, and I ran my tongue over my teeth.

“Ford, I’m going to…” She trailed off on a moan, and I couldn’t hold back another second. Slamming my lips against her, I kissed her for the first time in over a week. My tongue tangled with hers as she came, her pussy quivering around my fingers.

A rush of gratification moved through me, and I broke our kiss to look into her eyes. She was trying to catch her breath, and I had the sudden urge to mutter three little words that I’d never shared with her before.

But if my impromptu proposal this afternoon taught me anything, it was that I needed to pick the right time to make grand declarations. Zoey wasn’t ready to hear how I felt about her, not yet.

I pulled my hand out of the water and smirked. “We still have our chemistry, Angel. That has to count for something.”

With a huff, Zoey stood up. My mouth went dry as I watched the suds slide off her naked body, and my dick would probably explode if I touched it.

Instead, I held out my hand to her. Once Zoey was out of the tub, she wrapped a towel around herself and I could see her second guessing what we just did.

It was in the way she didn’t look directly at me, and her stiff movements as she strode out of the bathroom. I followed her, and she went straight for the front door of the bungalow.

“Look, Ford. This was…”

“Amazing,” I supplied. Her lips twitched, but she got serious again quickly.

“Yeah. Yeah, it was. But I didn’t invite you here. So, I need you to go.”

Stepping closer to her, I pressed a quick kiss to her forehead. I ran my thumb over her cheek. Her skin was so soft.

“Okay, I’ll leave. But don’t forget to eat your dessert, okay? I bet the Sweet Pea will love it.”

She didn’t suppress her smile this time. “I will.”

There were a million things I wanted to say to her, but I’d thrown enough at the woman for one day. So, I held it all in.

“Sleep well, Angel.”

With that, I walked out of the bungalow, leaving my heart behind.

Chapter Eleven: Zoey

Being pregnant changed the way I thought about a lot of things. Even being just six weeks along, I had to consider how each activity that Leanne planned might affect me.

Today, it was a trip to the spa.

I’d been looking forward to this for a while, but a pregnant woman was limited in the treatments she could enjoy. No hot tubs or saunas. No deep tissue massages. No chemical peels.