as he carried her into the room then gently sat her down on the bed and began taking off her shoes. “Alex, are you sure you’re ready for all of this? We were in front of an audience when I shared the news. You can be honest now that we are alone.” She sighed. “I wanted to tell you privately, and I should have known better than to tell Stephanie before I said anything to you. She has never really been able to keep a secret for very long.” After he’d taken off her shoes, Braylee scooted back on the bed just a little.

Alex kicked off his shoes too then cupped her chin with his hand as he looked into the depths of her uncertain eyes, “I asked you to be my wife, never in a million years thinking we’d be able to conceive the traditional way. And, you said yes. You’ve already made me the happiest man in the world. Now, you tell me I’m going to be a father, I honestly feel like I’m standing on top of the world. Happy is the most inadequate word to describe how I’m feeling.” He crawled into bed hovering just above Braylee with his mouth suspended over hers. “If it wasn’t so late, and you weren’t tired, I’d make love to you until morning.”

Braylee exhaled in relief and then smiled saucily as she ran her hands up his chest. She started to unbutton his shirt. “I’m not that tired. I’m never too tired to make love.”

His voice dropped. “Really?” He nuzzled her neck then traced the outer seam of her lips with his tongue. “Are you sure?”

She closed her eyes, nodded then breathlessly whispered. “Yes.” When her lips parted, Alex took the opportunity to slide his tongue inside the heat of her mouth. Greedily, he tasted and swirled his around hers. His kisses always made her nerve endings stir and tingle. Braylee’s knees relaxed, and her legs automatically spread apart for him to take his place between her thighs.

All Braylee could do was moan as she eagerly kissed him back while grabbing a fistful of his hair. He pulled back slightly only to drop wet kisses all over her face. Braylee lifted her chin so that he’d have better access to the soft inner curve of her neck as he dragged his mouth over her tender skin. His lips went lower and lower. Braylee subconsciously thrust the swell of her sensitive breast forward. She was anxious for him to take them inside his mouth and close his lips around them. There was just one problem. She was still fully clothed.

Her voice cracked. “I’m hot all over, Alex.” She attempted to unsnap her loose fitting dress.

He covered her hands with his to stop her. “Let me worship you tonight.” Moments later, Alex managed to remove it. Then, he sat back on hunches mesmerized by the beauty of the woman lying in his bed wearing nothing but a silky bra and thong. How could he have missed the small swell of her stomach? His heart beat with so much pride.

Breathing deeply, Braylee’s eyes fluttered open to see him watching her. Nervously, she bit her bottom lip feeling slightly insecure about the new changes in her body. Swallowing deeply, she spoke, “It’s not fair that you have on way more clothing than I do. We should fix that.” When her eyes connected with his, her heart beat even faster. Alex’s eyes were filled with a potent mixture of intense desire and love.

Alex could see her insecurity reflected back at him and wanted to reassure her. “I’ve never seen a woman more beautiful than you. Do you know that? If you don’t, then let me prove it to you.” A slow smile spread across his face as he took no time removing his clothing. Every single article. The evidence of his desire was unmistakable as his erection stood full, proud and tall.

Her bra was the next piece of clothing that was thrown across the room, and he wasted no time pulling one her buds into his mouth. Sucking, swirling and pulling on an erect nipple while massaging the other one. After he’d finished loving on one, he gave the other the same attention. Braylee lay panting and pining for more. She reached for him, but he pushed her hands away.

His voice was thick. “I want you so bad that if you touch me, I’ll lose it. Remember, tonight is not about me, it’s all about you.”

He bent low and started placing gentle kisses from her ankles all the way up to the silkiness of her inner-thighs. Alex continued the assault on her senses until his lips reached her heated core. Braylee squirmed underneath his touch as the moisture from her need coated one of the last barriers between them. Strong hands brushed up against her feverish skin as he slowly pulled the thin fabric down. She lifted her hips so that he could take them off altogether. Holding her breath, she waited for him to connect them with his tongue but instead he kissed her rounded stomach over and over again. She couldn’t help but think how much she loved this man.

Braylee pulled her knees up as she held him firmly between them. And, a moment later, heat and wetness blazed a trail down to her pulsing sex. Her aroma drove him crazy. And, when he parted her slick folds with his tongue, Alex feasted upon her as if she were the sweetest fruit he’d ever tasted. Braylee almost lurched off of the bed. The pleasure was so intense that she squeezed her eyes shut while

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