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She pats and tends to the top of my stomach, so I put a little extra oomph into my groan as I guide her mischievously. “Lower.”

“Lower?” she questions. “Like, here? Or even more?”

“More,” I say, pulling my legs up toward my body to sell it some more.

“Here?” she asks with concern, and I really work up a performance based on all the experience I’ve gotten from watching her. I can’t say I’m a SAG Award winner like her, but I’m basically the guy who’s been to a class or two at the YMCA. I’m like a professional extra.

“Lower.”

Her hand finally makes contact with my hard cock, and I change my voice from pained to seductive with the flip of a switch. “Yep, that’s it. Right there.” She jumps and shrieks, pulling back like she’s been burned, and I can’t help but laugh. The fact that she actually grabbed my dick like I was somehow cramped up down there from the electrodes we placed nearly a foot higher just shows the merits of my performance.

Who knows, maybe I’m going to star in some kind of high school musical next?

She rears back and punches me in the shoulder. “Oh my God! I can’t believe you had me believing you were hurting while you really have a raging boner!”

I sit up and grab her wrists, pulling her forward gently so that the front of her body falls on the side of mine again. “Oh, believe me, I am hurting, Rock. I fucking ache for you,” I say sincerely, leaning in to kiss her neck right below the shell of her ear.

“You want me?” she asks, as if it’s somehow a revelation.

I shake my head disbelievingly. I’m in fucking shock over her surprise. “Uh, yeah, baby. What the hell do you think makes me kiss and touch you so much?”

“But you haven’t tried to have sex…like, at all.” She shrugs and runs a hand down the front of her body like it’s a letter square and she’s Vanna White. “I thought maybe the whole pregnant belly thing was a turn-off.”

Oh Jesus. I never for a second thought my painstaking efforts to take my time with her would give her the impression that she was anything but the sexiest woman on the planet. I feel guilty—tortured, frankly—that she would think any-damn-thing about her was anything but perfect.

“Are you kidding, Rocky?”

She shakes her head with a blush.

Scooting her closer, I lower my voice and lean my forehead to hers. God. I had no idea this was all running through her head.

Leaning back, I look her directly in the eye and speak with unquestionable specificity. On this point, I need to make sure she understands.

“I was just trying to give you time, baby. Work our way into everything slowly…you know, exactly what we didn’t do in the first place. I have to stroke my own cock every night before I slide into bed because I ache so bad for you. You’re hands down the most erotic woman I’ve ever laid eyes on in my entire life. Carrying my baby?” I laugh sardonically. “It’s a miracle I don’t follow you around beating on my goddamn chest all day.”

“Really?” she asks, the entire language of her body changing in an instant.

“Christ,” I bark before slamming my lips to hers. Talking is great, and I’ll be glad to do it all night long if she wants—but only after I prove how fucking sexy she is, inch by motherfucking inch. Giving her the space to doubt herself has gone on more than long enough.

Swiftly but gently, I grab the hem of her tank and pull it up and over her head, and then handle the same hasty disappearance of her shorts not too long after. She helps me, thankfully, stepping out of them as they hit the floor and staying standing long enough for me to do the same with her black lace panties.

They skate down the skin of her tanned legs and hit the floor, I know from common sense, but I sure as shit don’t watch them go. I’m far too occupied with the perfect pussy they left behind. But I really need a closer look.

“Climb up,” I prompt softly, grabbing her hands to help her as I pull her up above me, onto my chest, and help her knees into the bed on either side of me. She looks down shyly, clearly unsure of herself in our newly beyond intimate position, but I don’t give the doubt any time to build. Instead, I guide her hips with the gentle pull of my hands and place one seductive lick straight through the center of heaven.

“Mmm,” I moan, watching as her purple-blue eyes dilate dramatically. “You taste even better than I fucking remembered. And, Rock, I remembered you as the best goddamn thing I’ve ever tasted.”

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