Page 30 of Dirty Legend

Lifting a stray piece of hair out of my face, he twirled it around his finger. "You know they'll probably serve coffee there, right?"

"Oh, damn." I frowned, trying not to think about coffee. "I really wanted to get another waffle before I go."

He grabbed my hand, turning and walking back into the bedroom. True lifted back the still-rumpled bedding for me. "Why don't you climb back in bed, and I'll go pick you one up and bring it back?"

I sighed, pulling the blanket over myself. "That would be amazing. You're kind of perfect." I snuggled back into the pillows. True leaned over and kissed me again. "Not perfect, but I want to do what I can to make this pregnancy easier on you."

"Well, you're doing a great job so far."

"I'm glad you think so." He picked up his keys from the nightstand and slid into his shoes. "How much time do you have before you have to go?"

Grabbing my phone off the nightstand, I checked the time. "My flight leaves at four, but I promised Kennedy and Montana we'd get lunch before I go. They're taking me to the airport. I've got a couple of hours before we're supposed to go, though, and it's all yours."

"Waffles first, then I need to be inside of you." He lowered himself and captured my mouth in a kiss that had my insides clenching in anticipation.

"Mmm." The moan was all I could manage before he wrenched himself off of me and stalked out the door. He stopped for one last intense as fuck staredown that held all sorts of sexy promises before he shut the door.

I closed my eyes, the promise of waffles and orgasms had me drifting off with a huge smile on my face.

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I couldn't gethis clothes off fast enough. Now that I'd accepted the fact that my hormones were running the show and stopped fighting the freight train of lust blasting its way through my body, I felt like I might die if True didn't get inside of me. My memories from our first time were hazy at best, but judging from how sore my body was the next day, True's bedroom skills lived up to the online hype.

Yeah, I'd stalked him online. And yeah, there were groupie support groups online where his past conquests bragged about his bedroom skills. According to them, he was huge and never came before he gave a girl atleasttwo orgasms. And that was on an off night.

He pulled back from devouring my mouth, his eyes wild and dark. "We have all morning, no need to rush."

I let out a mix between a whimper and whine. "Can't we make the first time quick and then take our time the second time?"

His lips tilted up in a cocky smirk. "It's been fifty-six days since I was last inside you, Amara. I'm not rushing this."

He rolled his hips against mine, making me lose all conscious thought. I let my eyes roam over his body as he peeled his shirt off and tossed it aside. I wanted to run my hands over every single inch of smooth skin and rippling muscle that made up the most perfect specimen of a man I'd ever laid eyes on.

I heard during pregnancy, you get cravings for weird food. My desires were more of the carnal nature, at least where True was concerned. I couldn't get enough. His scent made me dizzy, and his touch flooded me with warmth. Just being near him had my entire body humming with electricity and need.

He ran his hand down my chest, cupping my breast before teasing my tight nipple with his thumb, running it back and forth across the hard peak. I moaned and thrashed, my skin so much more sensitive now. Every stroke shot straight to my clit, and I was in danger of coming without him ever having touched me below the waist.

I'd gotten myself off lots of times but never like this. It was so intense. I was so worked up I probably could have come just from looking at his naked body. He rolled his hips again, and the pressure of his hard cock rubbing against my sensitive clit became too much.

"Oh, fuck," I moaned, my toes curling and my eyes rolling back into my head. I tensed up, and my back arched off the bed.

I pried my eyes open and lazily looked up at True. He held himself over my body as if doing a pushup, and his blue gaze was amused. "Did you just come?"

I nodded, and he flashed me that cocky grin again. "Damn, I think that's a first. I've never gotten a girl off without even getting her out of her pants first."

I rolled my eyes, annoyed that his past made jealousy spark up in me. "Think we can skip talking about all the other women you've fucked while we're in bed together?"

He sat back and put his hands on either side of my face. "I'm sorry, Amara. It won't happen again."

My cheeks heated, and I wanted to bury myself under the covers. "It's fine." The moment felt dangerously close to being ruined.

He rubbed the tip of his nose down mine before pressing a soft kiss to the tip. "No, it's not. I fucking love that I'm the only guy that's ever been inside you. I want to be the only guy who ever gets that privilege. It means more to me than you'll ever know that you gave me something so precious, and I hate that I can't do the same for you."

I softened and leaned up to kiss him. "Despite your whorish ways before me, I'm glad I chose you. You know your way around my body already, and I've never met a sweeter guy. Your online fan clubs would freak out if they knew how sweet you really are."

He scoffed. "Online fan clubs?"

I giggled. "You didn't know about that?"

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