“Dante has been wanting to give me cookery lessons for as long as I can remember. So when I gave him free reign with getting the kitchen sorted, he made sure I had a shelf full of tutorials.”
“I think I need to thank him the next time I see him.”
No way!
“Um, let’s keep him in suspense.”
She stops eating and laughs.
“He’s more like a brother than a cousin to you, isn’t he?”
She always manages to work me out.
“I stayed with him after the fire.” I pause not wanting to say her name out loud, but it’s going to be unavoidable tonight. “After Alyssa walked away.”
Sabrina pauses, and letting her cutlery drop to her now empty plate, says, “You can mention her name Lucien, but don’t expect me to not have evil thoughts about what I’d love to say to her if I ever see her.”
She surprises me with her outburst. I know she’s as possessive with me as I am with her, but to hear her speak as a mama bear protecting her cubs, silences me.
Tonight I’m going to tell her everything about the fire, and show her my back. She’s seen my groin, hip and buttock, even the slight scarring on my thigh, but I’ve never given her time to really look. It’s going to be different tonight because my arm and back took the brunt of the fire. It still makes me want to hurl when I see it.
“Hey, where’d you go?” Sabrina asks, bringing me back to her.
“Sorry.” I shrug and decide to start with how I intend to go on and tell her the truth. “I was thinking about our talk later and showing you the damage to my body. It makes me sick whenever I catch a glimpse in the mirror so—”
“You’re afraid that I’m going to react the same or worse?”
I nod.
She gets up from her place at the table as I push the chair I’m sitting on away so she can straddle me.
I smile at her. She can’t get as close as I’d like because of our growing child, but as my hands settle on her bottom to keep her from falling off, I groan as she rubs my hardening cock.
“Will you stay still, please?”
“I love feeling you nestled against my *.” She grins.
I throw my head back and close my eyes from the sight of her.
Tonight she’s wearing a red wraparound dress, which barely contains her breasts and with her straddling me, the dress has fallen open showing her smooth thighs. Knowing there is only my pants and her panties between what I want is driving me crazy and causing my dick to throb with need as she wiggles around on the base of me.
“Tonight, after you’ve told me everything. I want you naked as the day you were born, sitting on this chair. I want to feel your chest against mine—somehow—as you bury your cock deep inside me. I need to be able to touch you everywhere, and not just where you dictate.”
I’m finding it difficult to breathe with her words and the rotating of her hips.
Pulling her dress up at the back, I work my way beneath and freeze when I feel her naked ass.
“Surprise.”
“Oh God.”
I grip her bottom tight against me, and rising up from the chair, I walk to the opposite end of the dining room to lay her out on top of the table.
Her nipples are ready to burst from her dress so leaning over, I free them before my mouth descends, sucking and licking them into tight peaks.
“I’m going to love watching you nurse our child.”
“I like that idea.”
Straightening up, I open her dress, and find that I’m unable to look anywhere else but at my woman. Her breasts are now twice the size that they were with her dark, dusty nipples hard pinpoints of arousal. Moving down, my gaze caresses her stomach, also swollen because of her pregnancy before moving to her trimmed *.
As my eyes stay focused on her, I lick my lips and nearly come on the spot when she places her feet on the table and opens her legs wide.
Dropping to the floor, I pull her legs over my shoulders and slowly lick her. Back and forth, back and forth while I keep her hips in place as she tries to wiggle away from my mouth.
She’s panting and squirming, trying to close her legs, but I’m not letting up. Shoving my tongue inside her, she shatters.
Nothing tastes as good as having her release on my tongue.
Fuck!
I grab the base of my cock through my pants and squeeze, trying to ward off my own release, but I’m too late and come in my pants like a fuckin’ teenager.
Panting through my own pleasure, I bring Sabrina back to earth with my tongue.
Her legs are now like jelly, loose about my neck. Moving them back down, I stand and gaze into her swimming eyes. I frown.
“I’m okay.” I take the hand she holds out to me and pull her into a sitting position. “It’s just that I want to feel you inside me.”
Have I made her doubt my intentions because of my refusal to make love to her until we’ve talked?
That’s the last thing I want.
Taking hold of her dress, I wrap it back around her, and kiss her on the nose. “Let’s go and get cleaned up and talk.”
“Okay…And Lucien. Don’t worry. I’m here with you no matter what you say or what you show me.”