“I told you,” she said, her voice barely a whisper.
“You’re right, you have changed.” He lowered his head to kiss each breast. “You’re even more beautiful now.”
She gasped as he took a nipple into his mouth. While he was tempted to tease and bite her, instead he licked and sucked gently, increasing the pressure in increments to make sure she wasn’t uncomfortable. When her breath came in short pants, he knew he’d found the sweet spot and continued the ministrations, giving each nipple equal attention.
“Marc,” she moaned, digging her nails into his scalp. “I can’t …”
He lifted his head, then led her closer to the bed, just by the edge of the mattress. Kneeling down in front of her, he hooked his fingers into the waistband of her leggings and panties and pulled them all the way down, assisting her by lifting her ankles as he took them off, along with her shoes.
“So gorgeous,” he murmured as he gazed up to admire her body. How could she even think he wouldn’t find her attractive? Yes, her body was changing, but that didn’t mean he didn’t desire her. Taking one ankle in his hand, he lifted it and placed it on top of the mattress.
“What are—oh!” She braced herself on his shoulders as he moved his head between her thighs.
Her delicate pussy lips were slick with her juices, and her scent intensified, filling his nostrils and making his cock harden until it ached. He moved forward, touching his mouth to her slick cunt, gently at first to test how sensitive she was. Her flavor was subtly different than he remembered—better, more womanly—and it was driving him insane. She thrust her hips forward, and he licked and sucked at her, driving his tongue between her folds, her gasps and moans telling him what she liked. As her fingers tightened in his hair, he worked his tongue deeper, feeling her clasp around him. She mewled in disappointment when he removed his mouth, but let out a gasp when he replaced it with his fingers. His mouth closed around her clit and sucked at the delicate bud until she was screaming with her orgasm and pulling at his hair.
Before she came down from her pleasure, he maneuvered her onto the bed, making her lie back. He moved between her legs, spreading them to make room for him. “Tell me if I’m hurting you.”
“You can’t,” she said, looking up at him with those emerald green eyes. “I just … I need you.”
Many of the pregnancy books he’d been reading in the last couple of days had sections on sex, so he tried to recall what they said. He wanted to look at her while he made love to her, so hopefully she wouldn’t be uncomfortable lying on her back. Spreading her knees wider, he bent her legs and planted her feet on top of the mattress, then eased his hands under her hips to lift her up.
He took his aching cock and pressed the tip to her entrance. Slowly, he pushed in, watching her face for signs of discomfort as he filled her, and finding none, continued until he was fully in her. Watching her like this, her body so ripe and her pussy tight and hot, was making him crazy. Not yet. He gritted his teeth and moved tentatively.
She threw her head back and closed her eyes, lip catching in her teeth as she bit down. He moved his hands up her hips, steadying her as he gave her short thrusts, enjoying the feel of the slick and soft heat of her pussy around his cock.
“More,” she urged, moving her hips up. “I’m not going to break.”
Nodding, he shifted positions, and began to rock into her, working up his thrusts to a steady rhythm. “Look at me, Mika,” he said through gritted teeth. “I want to see your face when you come.”
She obeyed without question, staring up at him, and damn if that didn’t make him want to come right then and there. He reached over to the top of her pussy, playing with the bundle of nerves until she squeezed around him, her face twisting in pleasure.
He went faster, deeper, thrusting into her with all his might. She loved it, it seemed as she met his thrusts, her eyes locking onto his as if daring him to go harder. “You want it, cher?”
“I—oh—yes!” Her cunt squeezed around him tighter, and he pinched her clit. “Fuck!”
He thrust all the way in. “Come, cher. Do it.”
A cry ripped from her mouth as her body lifted off the mattress, and her thighs squeezed around him. He watched her beautiful face, her skin flushing as her orgasm spread through her, emerald eyes on him. Her pussy pulsed around him, and when she was done, he lost all control. He clutched her hips, rutting hard into her, murmuring all sorts of words in French and English that he couldn’t even recall later. All he remembered was how hard he came and how drained he felt as he emptied into her.
Spent, he rolled over, staring up at the ceiling for what seemed like a long time. When the feeling returned in his legs and arms, he glanced over at her. She turned on her side, her eyes shut as her heavy breaths became slow pants. A sheen of sweat covered her gorgeous flushed skin, and his eyes immediately tracked down to her naked, swollen belly. God, he’d never seen anything more beautiful in his life. He just stared at her in wonder, a whirlwind of emotions growing inside him.
Time seemed to stretch on, but it was only minutes later when she opened her eyes. Gone was the passion-fueled look on her face. A line of worry furrowed
