Page 54 of Resisting Nature


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His hands abandon my face and run down my neck over my sensitive chest, and come to pause at my middle. Our forehead rests against one another as he looks down to where his fingers delicately dance across the expanse of my barely rounded stomach. Flutters explode while my pussy clenches with desire.

“God, I love you, Alexa, and I already love this baby.” The reverie in his voice hits me square in the emotions. Tears pool in my eyes, rolling down with each blink.

“Miles?”

“Yeah, baby?” His gaze, the bright amber I’m now used to, greets me. It strikes at me, but not in a fear-filled one. I’m delighted to know I’m the only woman in this entire world who can elicit this kind of response from him.

“I love you, too.” Watching our baby’s heartbeat on the screen had realization striking my chest on how much of a fool I’ve been as well as stupid to ignore all of this and where instinct was trying to guide both of us. My body had already accepted him. The way it lights up just being within his orbit, how I always wake up cuddled closer to him than when I fell asleep even in a different bed, and every little touch or look ignites flames within me.

“Really?” At this moment of happiness, there’s a crack with the doubt he can’t cover.

“Yes.” The breath flows out as easily as the admission. The heat flowing from his body intensifies as his eyes grow brighter. His body coils. And even though it shouldn’t be possible, considering our layers of clothing, I swear I feel his erection twitch under me.

Deep desire swells from the depths of my soul. Leaning closer to him, I kiss him sweetly and lift the skirt of my dress that was wedged between my legs. Taking Miles by surprise, I somehow manage to maneuver myself so I don’t leave his lap and free him from his jeans.

Never boxers or briefs or even tighty-whities.

Just Miles.

I’m soaked with desire, ready for him more than I have ever been before. The hot steely flesh of his erection glides against my clit, sending a livewire straight up to my nipples pebbling against my bra. He lets me control this as I sink down until he’s all the way in me.

Skin-to-skin perfection.

He’s swept me up in the haze that only Miles can give me each time we’ve been together like this. But it’s completely different this time. It’s more.

Suspended, we stay like this for a moment just taking one another in without a care in the world. There’s no worry about someone seeing us. I’m not going to allow it. What I am going to permit is my hips to begin to rock against him, dragging his thick erection against me with the most delectable pressure. His hands on my waist steady me as I move. The porch swing shifts under us, adding to the pleasure coursing through me and hopefully Miles as well.

As if he can read my mind, Miles growls. Our bodies move together, separating and then coming together. It’s slow and steady but doing enough to have my release sneaking up on me. It feels like it has been forever since I let go like this with him.

Not that I haven’t found myself writhing with need after waking alone in his bed or imagining his hands dancing over me while in the shower.

“Shit, Alexa. You feel amazing.” His groans vibrate through me. His head falls back for a split second before he lifts it, and I swear he sees into my soul as we stare at one another. “So fuckin’ good.” He releases another groan. My pussy clenches, hungry to keep him where the pleasure is just right.

“Miles.” His name is the only thing I have throbbing off my tongue as I clench around him. My hips roll, and he thrusts. As my orgasm seizes my body, Miles howls into the night sky, joining me in his own release.

I collapse into his chest, happy to be here at this moment with the man who has proven time and again he’s it for me. YetI can’t help but miss a part of me I was forced to give up before I knew him and the little boy who thankfully looks just like me.

Tears once more swell in my eyes as I bury my head into his chest. His heart beats as wildly as mine. I know I’m going to soak his shirt. Miles doesn’t push me away to see what’s wrong. He just rubs soothing patterns down my back.

I wish I never had to give Teague up and had him here with us now. He would make all of this feel so much better.

Full.

Complete.

“What’s wrong?” Miles’s hands finally move, forcing me to pull away so he can cup my face once more. Forgetting we’re still connected, Miles gets up, grabs the ultrasound picture, and carries me into the house. He hisses as he pulls out of me and places me down.

“Miles?” I feel strangely vulnerable.

“Stay in here,” he softly orders before pressing a kiss to my sweat-slicked forehead.

“What’s going on?” Wrapping my arms around him, I can’t help but notice how tense he really shouldn’t be right now.

“I smell a threat.”

Chapter Thirty-Three

Miles

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