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Damn, caught again. It wasn’t the first time either.

Flushing, I set aside the throw and crossed the room to him. But I didn’t climb on his lap or say a word. I just kneeled in front of his legs—a little more unsteadily than I once had, due to the belly—and undid his zipper, registering his hiss of breath with a sense of triumph. He was mine, all mine. I knew how to unspool him. To make him putty in my hands.

Or in my mouth.

I reached in for his cock and drew him out of his boxers, beyond satisfied that he was already halfway to hard. He hissed again at the swipe of my tongue, the careful scrape of my teeth. Already, I understood what he liked, just as he did with me.

Dipping my head, I took him inside, farther and farther until I couldn’t take anymore. My eyes watered as I hollowed my cheeks, sucking hard. He laced his hands into my hair, gently pulling me down toward his groin. I could tell he was holding himself back, not wanting to harm me even accidentally. He was so careful with me and the baby. Even when his dick was filling my mouth and his balls were like knots under my wandering fingers.

I didn’t want to stop. Didn’t intend to. But he soon drew me to my feet in front of him and tugged on the laces of my surprisingly roomy costume, undoing the bodice and pulling down the long billowy skirt. He slid his hands up my legs, caressing my thighs, using his thumbs to tease the edges of my panties. They were plain white cotton, not the least bit sexy, but he still gazed at me as if he couldn’t wait to have me. His eyes were as dark as the night that pressed against the windows as he drew the fabric down and leaned forward to lap at me, his tongue teasing out my wetness again and again.

From behind, his thumb traced the crack of my ass, and I let out a long sigh as he slowly inched inside. One of these days—after I’d had the baby, thank you very much—he was going to take me there too. But for now, that seductive pressure as he licked my clit was enough to nudge me toward the boundaries of my control.

And then over it, shuddering, my hands gripping his hair for purchase. He gave me a minute to absorb the waves pulsing through me before drawing me forward so I could straddle his lap. His hands framed my belly as I settled into place, sinking onto his shaft with a long, low sigh. Every time he filled me, it was like the first time all over again. That instant of connection that spread out into all-consuming warmth.

This was my home.Hewas. Forever.

His fingers brushed my swollen belly on the way down to my clit, and I swear, I melted. Just softened around him until he groaned and nipped my tight nipple through my bra, then under it, nudging the material out of the way.

“Ride me,” he whispered, and I couldn’t do anything else. It was as if I’d been built for this one task.

I dug my nails into his shoulders, rising above him, throwing my head back so that my long hair brushed his legs. His thumb found my clit, and he worked it gently until I couldn’t hold back a shiver. His mouth grew frantic on my breast while his touches became rougher and more uncoordinated. I could feel him thickening with every thrust. No matter how hard I clenched around him, trying to delay the inevitable, there was no stopping it.

He reached up with fingers wet from me and slowly caressed my lower lip. “I love you so much.”

The words made my eyes go damp and my throat to close. Even hovering on the edge of orgasm, he could unwind me with a look or a few words.

“Both of you.” Then he stroked my belly and I was utterly, completely lost.

I drew back and lowered one more time, tightening around him as I gasped at the delicious pressure. He kissed me so sweetly, his lips molding to mine as I gave him everything. He groaned and followed me, his hips jerking, his breath hitching against my mouth. Filling me with all that incredible warmth.

Nothing could compare with sharing these moments with the man I loved.

The man I’dalwaysloved.

He cleaned us both up and then we cuddled together in the big chair, half dressed in case we needed to see to Laurie and half undressed because I took every opportunity to be naked in his arms. Even if that nudity was only a missing top this time. His skin against mine was more decadent than the richest chocolate, and I savored every second.

Dropping my forehead to his, I traced his jaw with my thumb. And took the leap. “I love you too.”

His exhale ruffled my hair. “Good. Keep waiting for you to change your mind.”

It was so easy to smile and wrap my arms around him. “Pretty sure if it hasn’t happened in all these years, it’s not going to.”

“Yeah, but loving someone and being in love are two different things.”

“I’ve beeninlove with you since I knew what it meant.” I cupped his cheek. “You are the only man I’ve ever truly wanted.”

He didn’t reply, but his lips trembled before he firmed them, and God, that brief show of vulnerability was worth more than a thousand declarations.

“I’m so fucking lucky,” he murmured. “I didn’t deserve for you to wait all those years for me to get my act together, but I’m so grateful you did.”

“Yeah, well, feel free to repay me with copious hours of oral sex for the rest of our lives.”

His laughter made me respond in kind until another need arose. An urgent one.

“You okay?” he asked.

“No.” I sighed and wiggled my ass on his lap, which made him groan for a whole different reason other than love and romance. “Your son is dancing on my bladder and I gotta pee.”

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