Getting up on my knees, I kiss more of him even the really bad areas when I suddenly get the urge to hold him. So I slip my arm beneath his and splay my fingers on his stomach while I continue kissing him.
He can probably feel my silent tears on his back, but I don’t care anymore if he does. At least I’m proving to him how much I love him. This really is the only way I can think of to show him how much I care and love him.
He takes my hand from his stomach and holds it tight without saying a word.
Slowly, I make my way back around to the side of him and when I look at him, Lucien avoids my eyes but I see the sheen of tears on his lashes.
“I love you,” I blurt out throwing myself into his arms.
He doesn’t have any choice but to catch me against him. I climb into his lap and wrap my legs around his waist. The position is a bit awkward with my stomach in the way, but I manage to wrap my arms around his neck and hold on tight.
My tears are still flowing as I kiss his neck, his shoulders and finally—after he’s wiped my face with his discarded tee shirt—his lips.
“I love you, Lucien. So much that I need more than a lifetime to tell you how much.”
“But—”
I silence him with my lips.
“No buts. I know it’s going to take time for you to be completely comfortable without your tee shirt on in front of me, but please don’t ever think you have to cover up for me because you don’t. When we make love from now on—unless it’s a quickie in your office—I want you naked so I can feel you against me. I want to be able to touch your skin when you make me come.”
Purposely pressing down where I felt a slight twitch of his cock, I start to rock on him.
His eyes darken with lust as he grabs my hips to keep me still. “Let me get this out before you completely distract me.”
“Okay.”
He cups my face in his hands and tells me the words I’ve so wanted to hear, “I love you, Sabrina. From the minute I laid eyes on you, I knew you were going to be trouble.”
I laugh.
“You’ve made me whole again, and I don’t ever want to live without you. No one has ever filled my heart the way you do so I’m not going to let you go anywhere.”
He brings my face close and presses the sweetest kiss to my lips.
“I don’t suppose you’re going to let me get a fresh tee shirt?”
“You suppose correctly…at least for now.”
Sitting back on his legs, I untie my black wraparound dress—discovered they are the most comfortable dresses to wear when pregnant—and shoving it down my arms, I toss it in the same direction as his tee shirt.
I need to distract him from what he’s just revealed to me, and to lighten the mood so he doesn’t start to feel uncomfortable again. Although, I’m not sure he’ll be able to settle fully until he has his tee shirt back on. Maybe showing him that my desire is just as strong while he’s naked will help him to be comfortable around me.
Caressing me with his eyes, Lucien says, “I don’t think I’ve ever seen a more beautiful woman.”
And I melt.
He caresses both my breasts, with his large hands giving me pleasure. His naked torso is begging for my attention, because I’ve been deprived of this until now.
Wiggling out of his grasp, I grin and demand. “I want you naked.”
He raises an eyebrow in question, but quickly shucks the rest of his clothes. I scoot back against the pillows and pat between my legs. “I want you to sit right here with your back to me.”
I’ve surprised him. Good!
“I’m waiting.”
“I don’t think—”
“Please don’t think, and just do as I ask.”
“Demanding little thing, aren’t you?”
I stay silent while I watch him debate with himself.
A minute later, he slowly sits back down between my thighs and scoots back until my belly is touching his back.
“This is going to get very frustrating for me. I wanted to feel you against my breasts. Never mind. I’ll improvise.”
I kiss his back, and pressing as close as I can, I reach around to the front of him and stroke down the length of his already impressive erection to his balls, which I can only just reach.
“Sabrina,” he growls, “you don’t have to do this…from there.”
“Are you asking me to take my hands off your dick, which by the way is really hard and throbbing in my hands?” I ask, squeezing his balls.
A hiss escapes his lips.
“I didn’t think so.”
I caress back and forth a few more times, playing with his balls at the same time before I start to get uncomfortable in this position.
Rubbing the tip of him with my thumb, I release him and with a bit of difficulty manage to maneuver myself around until I’m between his thighs.
“God, you’re huge.”
He starts laughing.
And grows before my eyes.
Wrapping my fist around him, I lean forward with my ass up in the air and suck him into my mouth. His hands tangle in my hair and tighten when his legs start to quiver. This big man beneath me is so ready to explode and all because of me. That makes me feel on top of the world.
“Argh, God babe. No.”
I freeze. “What?”
“The chair.”