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“And that made you tense?”
She sat up and stared down at him. Suddenly the floodgates opened and all sorts of emotions began to pour out of her.
“I’m mad at myself for shutting down instead of fighting for us. I’m frustrated that you didn’t trust me.” She was breathing hard now and her throat constricted to the point where she could barely speak above a whisper. “And I’m scared that if it wasn’t for this baby we wouldn’t be making an attempt to save our relationship.”
His eyes widened at this rush of information, but he kept his voice relaxed as he said, “I think right now we need to focus on the fact that we are making an attempt to save our relationship.”
“Ugh.” She rolled off the bed and started pacing. “What is wrong with me that I’m so in my head?”
“There’s nothing wrong with you. I’m sorry you feel like we’re only trying to fix our relationship because of the baby. That’s not how I feel.”
“So, if I wasn’t pregnant, you’d still be here fighting for us?”
“Absolutely.”
He answered so quickly and with such definitiveness that the fear clutching at her heart loosened its hold. Damn it. What was she doing? The goal of days one through five was to rediscover each other and connect through talking.
Tonight was supposed to be about them reconnecting physically. Not just sex, but intimacy. She owed it to both of them to shut down her brain and indulge in some straightforward devour-each-other sex.
“Take your clothes off,” she said, setting her hands on her hips and looking him over with a lover’s keen eye. “Slowly.” Her lips moved into a sultry grin. “Very slowly.”
With a nod of understanding, Kyle got off the bed and took up a position at the foot of it. “Would you like me to dance for you as well?” He was obviously willing to give her a show.
“That would be nice.” Melody went to sit cross-legged in the middle of the bed. They were too far apart to touch each other. “Do you need some music?”
Laughing with him broke down her walls. She’d put far too much emphasis on them having sex. She’d forgotten how much fun they had playing together.
“Whatever you’d like.”
Melody grabbed his phone and cued up Christina Aguilera’s “Still Dirrty.” Kyle’s eyebrows went up at her choice, but he started moving his hips to the beat. For someone who locked up his emotions, he wasn’t afraid to get silly from time to time. And the man knew how to rock his body. Her mouth went dry as inch after inch of hard, sculpted muscles came into view. She could definitely get used to this.
Her fingers twitched as he slid down his zipper. She could feel the metallic rasp resonating throughout her entire body and got up on her knees as his pants hit the floor. She was eager to get her hands on the erection straining his boxer briefs. When his fingers hooked in the waistband, she stopped him.
“Wait.” She smiled up at him. “Let me.”
He groaned as her fingers skimmed down his stomach and dove beneath the fabric. “This is supposed to be about you.”
“You don’t think I enjoy touching you?” she teased, working her palm up and down his hard shaft. He pumped into her grip and slid his underwear to the floor.
“I know I enjoy having your hands on me.” He gently pried her grip free. “Later,” he promised. “For now we concentrate on you.”
Melody stripped off her shirt and shimmied out of her leggings. Clad in bra and underwear, she scooted backward across the mattress and crooked her finger at him.
“I want you to take these off me,” she said, sliding her fingers lightly over her bra and panties, delighted by the way his nostrils flared.
“And then?”
“I’d like you to touch me.”
“Just touch?” He crawled up the mattress toward her. “Am I limited to hands only?”
“Of course not.”
“Do you want me to take t
hings slow?”
Did she? “Please, no. The only thing I want you to take is me. Now.”
