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I don’t wait for his answer. Wrapping my arms around his neck, I pull him to me and kiss him hard. The both of us let out low groans at the contact, our bodies coming flush together. I go lightheaded, and Jace holds me upright by my waist, kissing me hard enough to make me whimper. I part my lips for him to deepen our kiss, and for the next several seconds, we make up for the time we lost.
Jace pulls away way too quickly, leaving me breathless and wanting more. I clutch his shoulders, trying to get my lips on his again, but he takes a step back. His hands are still around me, gripping my shirt tight as if he’s trying to get himself under control.
“What’s wrong?” I ask, brows furrowed.
Does he think I’m ugly now? Oh my god. Is that it? Am I too fat? I mean, I do have cellulite at the back of my thighs and my breasts hang lower than they did. Of course my body has gone through some major changes. Maybe he doesn't like the way I am now compared to how I was and I probably never will have sex—
“Carli.”
I snap out of my rant. “What?” Wrapping my arms around my stomach, I take a step back. “That's okay, I understand if you don’t want to do it with me anymore. I mean it’s just a few months, and then I’ll get my body to the way it was, and we can—”
“Jesus Christ, Carli. What are you saying?”
“You want to stop.” I look away, embarrassed.
“Because I’m scared I’ll hurt you.” Jace tips my chin up with his finger, forcing me to look at him. “You’re carrying my child, Carli. I don’t want to hurt either of you… I don’t even know if it’s okay to have sex when you’re pregnant.” He places a soft kiss on my lips. “It’s not that I think you’re not beautiful. Never think that. In fact, feel how hard you get me.”
Guiding my hand, Jace places it over his obvious erection. My cheeks flush, and thighs squeeze together. I don’t think I’ve ever been this turned on.
“That’s all for you, sweetheart.”
“Then give it all to me,” I say. “You won’t hurt me, I promise. Sex while you’re pregnant is common. Don’t treat me like I’ll break, Jace.”
Jace nods, concern in his eyes. “Will you tell me to stop if it hurts or anything?”
I laugh, quickly stopping when I realize he’s being dead serious. “Yes, I will.” This man…his worry makes me fall in love with him harder, and also makes me more wet. I don’t tell him that. I grab his hand and lead him to my room.
My pulse is throbbing low in my belly as I reach the bed and turn around. The heat in Jace’s eyes only fuels the ache that’s forming. My body wants him. My heart yearns for him.
My soul has been lost without him.
Reaching down, I grip his shirt and yank it off, suddenly impatient. My mouth waters at the sight of his chiseled chest, the hard muscles, the hot skin. “Jace,” I murmur, leaning down to press a soft kiss on the spot right over his heart.
“Fuck, Carli,” he groans. “You’re going to undo me before we’ve even started.”
I smile, reveling in the effect I have on him. He’s as crazy for this as I am.
Moving up, I leave a trail of kisses and nibbles up his chest, his throat, his jaw as it flexes beneath my lips. Jace clasps my face as his mouth descends on mine with ferocity, already breathing hard. He kisses me deeply. Thoroughly. So damned deliciously that my knees go weak.
Jace is ravenous.
Well, so am I.
I tug off my dress, impatient for more skin against skin, then unclip my bra. Jace pulls in a sharp breath as he gazes at my breasts, and I still. The insecurities from before tug at the edges of my consciousness, tightening my gut. I’m rounder, less perky—
“Jesus, Carli,” Jace growls, bending over to lick the valley between my breasts in one long stroke. “It shouldn’t be possible, but you’re even more beautiful.”
He engulfs one nipple hungrily, drawing it into his mouth as if he wants to devour me whole. I moan, my fingers digging into his shoulders as sweet pleasure shoots from the one point of contact then straight to my pussy. I’m so wet that when I rub my thighs restlessly together, they slip and slide.
Jace’s hand comes up to palm my other breast, then roll the nipple between his fingers, making me whimper. “I’ve missed the way you taste, Carli. The way you sound.”
I moan, his words just as erotic as his touch, my knees finally unable to hold me up. With a smile full of relish I hold on and fall back onto the bed. It’s time for Jace to be inside of me. For him to fuck my brains out.
Jace grunts at the sudden movement, then twists before we hit the bed so we land on our sides. “Careful,” he murmurs, drawing me in closer.
“I’m not made of glass, Jace,” I say breathlessly, tugging down his jeans and his boxers all at once.
“No, but you’re even more precious.” He shucks off his clothes, taking his boots with them, and they land on the floor with a clunk. “Remember, tell me if anything’s too much, okay?”
