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“This isn’t funny,” I said deadly serious.
“I don’t believe that you and Lilly can’t find a dress for your fine ass, I don’t believe it for a second.”
We can, I just won’t pay over one hundred pounds for it…
"Come here," he said, a smile edging at the sides of his lips.
I didn't make any attempt to move and so he scooped me in his arm and pulled me towards him.
"You're all sweaty!" I whined as he tried to pull me closer.
"Just a kiss," he edged closer, pulling me so that my face collided with his.
I giggled against his mouth and loved how he scooped me into his body.
"You need a shower," I said once our lips separated.
"You wanna join me again, Blondie?" he winked, making my cheeks burn.
Despite everything I'd done with Kit I still felt embarrassed when he mentioned certain things.
"I love making you blush," he chuckled before kissing my forehead. I rolled my eyes.
"How are you feeling today?" he asked, rubbing his knuckles against my stomach.
It was a gentle, loving act that he repeated regularly.
"I'm okay," I answered honestly.
I wasn't going to be able to relax one hundred percent with madmen still trying to get to me and Kit. Now the fact that I couldn’t find a dress to wear to the ball didn't help either. Despite all of that, here with him and his brothers, I felt protected and safe. I could relax here with him and that's exactly what I was going to do for as long as possible.
In the shower,Kit held me close and gently washed over my skin with the lather he'd created in his hands. It felt so good, especially when his fingers brushed over my nipples as he carefully washed over my breasts and stomach. My back was pressed against his chest and his growing erection wasn't unnoticeable against my behind. Laying my back on his chest, he continued his trail, his hands finding their way to my stomach and there he cradled my bump whilst kissing my temple. I turned around shortly after and wrapped my arms around him. Once we kissed, I decided to return the favour and washed Kit as he had done for me. I created a lather of soap in my hands and began massaging them over his shoulders and down his impeccably well-built body. Running my fingers through each ripple on his six-pack I smiled as the water ran over his head and down his back to his gorgeous arse. He was so beautiful even with scars so visible on his skin. I tried not to get upset when I saw them because I knew the pain that had been inflicted to earn them. My imagination led me to places thinking about it and I compressed the thoughts so I could just enjoy this with him. I savoured every little touch and Kit's erection had grown to full attention by now and I stared down at it and then back at his face. I decided then that I would repeat what I’d done the other day, but it made me want Kit all the more and all I wanted to do was have sex. The nurse had suggested we’d hold off on sex for a few days and I was going to do that until at least tomorrow evening to give my body the time to get back to normal. As much as I wanted Kit, the fear associated with having sex was enough to stop me. I was afraid that having sex could potentially start the bleeding again and hurt our baby. Having his full length within my grasp made me want him even more than I already did, and if that wasn’t enough to make me ravenous, hearing Kit moan as I massaged his dick within my lips made me crazy with need. I had to do something so I took matters into my own hands, literally. I reached down with my spare hand and began massaging myself so that I could feel something that I needed. It made my eyes flutter and I continued, allowing myself some ease from the desperate need I had.
“Fuck, are you touching yourself?" Kit asked and I nodded before bringing his length back into my mouth and twirling my tongue around the tip of his dick.
“Oh my fucking god, Eves,” he moaned again, gripping onto my hair and spreading his other hand out on the tiled wall to support himself.
“You sexy fucking goddess,” he cursed as I continued and closed my eyes as the sensation I was creating from the rubbing made my insides build.
“Make yourself come, baby,” he said and my insides clenched even tighter at his words until I closed my eyes and moaned.
“I’m gonna come,” Kit said then and I released his dick from my mouth so he could continue the massaging that would result in him shooting warm semen down my chest. I felt a huge relief once he did, not only because I’d helped in his release but because I'd had some release too.
“God, that was so fucking sexy,” he panted as I got up and began rinsing my chest.
Content, I leaned into him once I was clean and brought my arms tightly around him, feeling tired and satisfied.
“You tired?” he asked and I nodded.
I’d been feeling overly tired during the day and I knew it was another pregnancy symptom. I’d never been able to nap during the day before but for the first time ever I crawled onto the bed in only my towel and I closed my eyes, waiting for Kit to get dried. It was the last thing that happened once nuzzled into the pillow because I must have dozed off shortly after.
I wokeup naked and alone in Kit's bed. I had no idea where my towel had gone and how the duvet had been pulled from underneath and placed over my body. I settled on the fact that I really must have been really tired not to notice. I felt my hair and cursed, knowing it had dried before I'd brushed it. Sitting up, the duvet cover fell from over my body, revealing my bare chest. I needed clothes desperately, but I needed the toilet more, so I reached into the first draw I could find and I pulled one of Kit's t-shirts over my head and down my body as I rushed to the toilet.
It didn't do much to cover my arse because I could feel the bottoms of my cheeks peeking out from the hem. I ruffled my hair whilst I sat on the toilet and as soon as I was done I stared at myself in the mirror and cursed whilst washing my hands. My hair was double as curly when it hadn't been brushed and now I was dealing with a wild bunch of waves. I reached for my brush on the side and began teasing at it, cursing myself all the more as it tugged at my scalp. Every time I brushed my hair I would find myself sliding my fingers through it and to the section that pained my mind. The scar could still be felt from the time I'd taken a blow to the head. The time I'd been kidnapped and they'd pushed me back into the van, creating a slash to the back of my head. It still hurt a little to touch and I wondered if it would ever fully heal. I kept my fingers there and stared at myself. Bringing my hands to my stomach, it reminded me of the evil surrounding me and the fear that I felt for my baby's safety and I closed my eyes for a moment, saying a small prey to myself, praying that everything would be okay and that I could protect my baby.
"Hey," I heard Kit say as I held my hand on my stomach.
Lifting my hand away I gave him a small smile and continued brushing my hair. He pressed himself up against the door frame with his arms crossed and ran his eyes up and down my body.
