Rock Wedding (Rock Kiss #4) - Nalini Singh Page 0,101

inch by inch. Then she shrugged off the pajama top, exposing the full mounds of her breasts, her nipples deliciously tight, and he had to squeeze his eyes shut.

Jaw clenched, he said, “Sweetheart, you’re killing me.”

“I am so aroused right now, Abe. Please fuck me.”

That was it. Sarah never said things like “fuck.”

Going around the counter at light speed, he scooped her up in his arms and resolutely avoided her kiss while carrying her to the bedroom. If she kissed him, it was game over and he was damn well going to get her to a comfortable bed before he lost it. He dropped her gently on that bed short seconds later, came down over her.

Stroking his hands up her rib cage, he molded her breasts with his hands, sucked on her nipples. He was a little rough. Sarah moaned and twisted under him, her hands gripping at his shoulders. Brain hazed, Abe moved down her hot fucking body, pulling off her pj bottoms as he went. Spreading her thighs, he would’ve licked her, worshipped her, but she said, “Abe, please, please. Now.”

He gave up trying to get off his shirt. Undoing his belt, he managed to shove down his pants and underwear enough to release his cock, and then he was pushing up Sarah’s thighs and sinking into her.

Despite his own blazing arousal, he found the willpower to go slow, loath to hurt her, but she arched her back and pressed the heels of her feet into the backs of his thighs, urging him to go deeper, harder. “Sarah!” Releasing her thighs, he pressed his hands on either side of her head and bent down to kiss her.

Wet, deep, all tongue, it was sex with their mouths.

Wrapping her legs tightly around his hips when he came up for air, Sarah rocked up.

He groaned, pulled out, thrust back. And then his brain exploded and there was only the molten pleasure of satisfying the demanding woman in his arms. He felt like a god when Sarah screamed and clamped down tight on his cock as her body spasmed in orgasm, her throat arched and her breasts pressed up hard against him as her nails dug into his biceps through his shirt.

AFTERWARD, FLOPPING OVER ONTO HIS BACK so he wouldn’t crush her, he threw out an arm across her. Taking the invitation, she snuggled her head on his shoulder.

“Why are you still dressed?” She began to unbutton his shirt.

Wrecked, he lay there and let her. “Are you going to have this much energy the entire pregnancy?” he asked when he could finally speak. By which time Sarah had successfully unbuttoned his shirt and was stroking his chest while dropping kisses wherever she could reach.

A wicked smile from the hellaciously sexy vixen in bed with him. “Can’t keep up?”

“I’ll make the effort.” He ran his hand up the slope of her back… and Sarah’s face changed without warning.

Jumping out of bed, she ran to the attached bathroom.

Abe heard her retching, got by her side ASAP. He hated watching her suffer, but there was literally nothing he could do but keep her hair off her face and hold her when it was over.

CHAPTER 34

THE NEXT FOUR WEEKS WERE HELL FOR SARAH. She spent most of them throwing up her guts. There were a few more instances of scalding arousal that Abe turned into bone-shattering pleasure, but mostly she felt miserable.

Only two things made it bearable: Dr. Snyder’s assurance that the peanut was fine… and Abe.

A small, wary part of her half expected him to give up as the morning sickness continued without pause, but he stuck. He got her food when she needed it, held her though she looked like death warmed over, touched her with tenderness and love, was there no matter what. She was his number one priority.

Even Lola was moved to grudgingly admit that maybe Abe was different this time around.

One week, two, three, and Abe stayed. Not only that, he never made her feel anything but wanted and loved. Even after she woke him up six nights in a row by racing out of bed. He was always there. Until Sarah no longer expected him not to be. Until she relied on him to cuddle her after and make her feel better.

It wasn’t until the end of week four that her body decided it had made her miserable enough. She woke up feeling fresh and happy and starving and snuggly warm. Abe was like a furnace—Sarah had used to sleep

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