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I place my hand into his as he pulls me into a sitting position.

He lifts the dress over my head and tosses it onto the chair behind him.

Reaching behind me, I remove my bra and hear his breath catch when my breasts fall free. I’ve gone up two bra sizes since I became pregnant.

Lying back down, I spread out for him and wiggle my hips. “Will you take my panties off? I can’t reach.”

“Um, I don’t think so.” He smirks, and tosses his tee shirt off, followed with his jeans. “Those little panties can stay on.”

He’s heavily aroused with his erection tenting his shorts.

“That looks painful,” I comment.

“It won’t kill me.”

He climbs on the bed behind me, and pulling the quilt over us, wraps his front against my back with his hard cock pressing against my bottom.

I wiggle into him.

“Stop,” he hisses. “Dahlia, I’m trying to do right here, and you’re not helping. If you be good, I promise to make love to you all tomorrow night.”

I like that idea but I crave his touch.

“Pregnancy makes me horny . . . please, Ryder.”

“Fuck.”

“Yes, please.”

He burst out with surprised laughter.

“You were made to tempt me.” He slides his hands to my breasts and, cupping them, starts tugging on my nipples.

They’re live wires straight to my pussy, and I nearly come from just his fingers playing with me.

I can’t stay still and need his touch further south. “Ryder, touch me.”

“I am,” he laughs.

Before he has chance to reach into my panties, I grab hold of them and start to tug them down. With some maneuvering, I get them off and kick them out of the way. I lift my leg and rest it over Ryder’s so I’m open to him.

His hand slides from one breast with a tender caress over my swollen stomach to my trimmed pussy. I moan in relief when his fingers finally slide where I need them.

He rocks his hips against my bottom, but I’m in heaven as he slips two fingers inside me. I throw my head back to his shoulder and grind against his wicked fingers. His mouth is open on my neck while his other hand rolls and tugs at my nipple. I lift my hand and do the same with my other.

“Ah, I’m going to come . . . Don’t stop.”

“I won’t.”

Then my stomach clenches, the baby somersaults as my orgasm shudders through me. My release is flooding his fingers, but I can’t stop. The shudders go on and on in an intense climax.

Eventually his fingers slow, and I watch as he brings his fingers to his mouth and sucks.

“You taste so fuckin’ good,” he mumbles before flopping over onto his back. I turn to look at him.

“Don’t touch me right now,” he growls.

My eyes fill. “I’m sorry.” I roll onto my side away from him, and try to hold my tears back.

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