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But then Ryan leans in and kisses me, and I know that it's real. I wrap my arms around his neck and pull him closer, savoring the feel of his lips on mine. He tastes like peppermint tea and something else, something uniquely him.
"God, I'm so lucky to have you," he whispers against my mouth.
I pull back slightly, looking into his eyes. "I'm the lucky one."
We kiss again, and this time, it's deeper and more urgent. I can feel his hands on my body, caressing me through my clothes, and I know that I want him. I want him more than I've ever wanted anyone before. I reach for his shirt, wanting to lift it up, to rest my head on his broad, muscled chest and breathe him in...
But he stops me.
"Is this okay?" he asks.
I frown. "Is what okay?"
His eyes dart from mine down to my belly. "The...will it hurt the baby?"
I bite my lip, holding back a throaty laugh. "It's really sweet that you're worried about it...but no, the baby will be fine. And my hormones are going nuts right now, so...I'm going to have to demand you fuck me, Ryan."
I get up, leaving the pillows and blanket behind, and extend my hand. Ryan follows me up the stairs to the bedroom, his eyes fixed on me as I take off my clothes, his own joining mine on the floor. When we're both undressed, staring at each other in the moonlight through the window, he comes closer and presses a tender kiss to my lips before dropping to his knees and holding my hips.
He presses his cheek to my belly like he can hear the baby's heartbeat already, and I know he can't, but I don't stop him.
His motion makes me want to cry, seeing how much he wanted this...and how much he tried to act like he didn't. He was so intent on denying himself this.
"You're everything to me, Sophia," he says, his voice rumbling against my skin as his fingers press into my hips. "Don't leave me."
I run my fingers through his hair, smiling. "I'm not going anywhere, Ryan."
His eyes meet mine, and he looks relieved. "Good. Because I can't imagine a life without you."
Without warning, he pulls me against him, burying his face against my stomach and inhaling deeply as if he's memorizing my scent.
"You need to stop acting like there's no future," I remind him gently. "There's always been a future with us."
His tongue darts out, brushing over the skin of my belly, and I gasp, my hands going to his hair. He presses another kiss to me.
"We'll make it," he whispers. "I know we will."
He walks me backward toward the bed, then holds my knees open to spread my legs as I lay back. Ryan's hands glide up mythighs, and my whole body trembles as he presses a kiss to my inner thigh.
"I missed you," he says.
"We were only apart for a week," I laugh.
"And I still missed you," he chuckles. "I missed this gorgeous pussy..."
He presses one of his fingers inside of me, and I let my head fall back as I moan.
His lips trail up my thigh, through my folds, and I gasp at the sensation of his tongue on my clit. I reach for his hair—I need his hair in my hands. I need to touch every inch of him to remind myself that he's real.
Ryan chuckles again and then lowers his head and drags his tongue across my clit. My fingers slide from his hair to his cheek, and I groan as he begins to work his magic on me. His tongue moves over me, sucking on my clit, and I can feel how much he's missed this.
"I missed you, too," I breathe.
He moans and presses his face closer. "I can't believe we did this," he whispers against my skin.
"Did what?"
"Made a baby," he growls. "Fuck, I love you."
