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“Aurora? What are you doing?” he hisses.
I shrug. “Not like we have neighbors.”
I jump into the pool, swimming gently so that I don’t hurt my shoulder, doing a few laps before I come out. I start to towel myself off, my legs first, and then my stomach, my hair. I don’t bother covering myself up.
Nico frowns at me. “I know what you’re trying to do,” he says.
“Is it working?” I ask, and he looks down at himself, at the tent in his sweatpants.
“Fuck, yes,” he says with a low groan, and I giggle.
“I figured the whole thing has to work since I don’t have any lingerie.”
Nico chokes, tossing his unlit cigarette out. “If you were wearing a teddy and stockings, it might kill me,” he admits.
I pout. “I’ll remember that next supply run.”
Nico always makes me go with him on supply runs now, and I don’t blame him, after what happened.
He walks toward me, and I just know that he’s going to kiss me, but instead, he sits down on the lawn chair.
I promptly climb into his lap, rolling my hips, and Nico clamps down onto my hips to stop me, choking out a moan.
“You’re too good at lap dances,” he says in a low tone.
“I guess in another life, maybe I was a dancer,” I tease, sticking my breasts into his face since his hands are effectively stopping my hips from moving.
“Not in this life,” he grumbles, and I giggle.
I love how possessive he is.
“I’m fine,” I argue. “I’ve read that it’s very healthy to have sex during pregnancy.”
“You have? Where?”
“The internet,” I say easily.
“Well, then itmustbe true,” Nico says sarcastically, but he’s distracted looking at my breasts, so I start to move my hips again, bracing myself on his shoulders.
“Please touch me, Nico,” I pant, getting more and more aroused.
Nico looks at me for a long moment. “Okay,principessa.I’ll touch you, but you can’t touch me.”
I pout. “That doesn’t sound like fun.”
“It does to me,” he says with an evil smirk, and stands up, his hands under my ass to carry me. He takes me to the bedroom and gently lies me down on the bed.
He sits down next to me on the edge of the bed, looking down at me with his bottom lip caught between his teeth.
“Are you ready,principessa?” he asks.
I nod eagerly, spreading my thighs, but he doesn’t touch me, not yet.
I whine and arch my back.
Nico hums and drags a thumb across one peaked nipple, and then the other. I gasp and he trails his hand between my breasts, down to my stomach, dipping a thumb into my bellybutton.
“Lower,” I groan.
