each cheekbone and then her mouth before nibbling a path to her ear.
Amazingly, his groin tightened and he swelled inside the clasp of her satiny flesh. He flexed his hips against her eliciting a low whimper as her fingers curled into his shoulder.
He slid easily in and out and he nudged her leg up with his own so that he had easier access.
“Do you like it here on your side?” he murmured. “Are you comfortable? Or would you prefer to be on top?”
She flushed and he smiled, delighted by this suddenly shy side of her. She’d never been bashful about taking the initiative in the past and suddenly he wanted to coax that out of her again.
Without waiting for her to respond, he gathered her in his arms and rolled so she was astride him, her hands planted on his chest for balance.
She was hot and tight around him and he clenched his teeth, closing his eyes as he sucked in steadying breaths. He’d already lost every ounce of control the first time. He wanted to make it last this time.
Her knees locked at his sides and she lifted her hips the tiniest bit before lowering her weight once more to surround him with silky, heated sweetness that had sweat beading his forehead.
She seemed inhibited and a little unsure and this new shyness from her continued to be endearing as hell. He reached for her, wanting to offer reassurance, but as his hands stroked up her lush body, over her swollen belly to her gorgeous breasts, he forgot all about offering her anything except the pleasure of his touch.
He stroked the swell of her breasts, enjoying the new fullness. Her nipples were darker, more pronounced, and his mouth watered with wanting to taste them again.
He pulled ever so gently at the tips, just enough to make them harden and pucker. She sucked in her breath and fluttered around his erection until he groaned and gritted his teeth to keep from orgasming.
“I love your body. You’re beautiful pregnant, Kelly. I can’t keep my hands or mouth off you. You make me crazy.”
She smiled then, a brilliant smile that he felt all the way to his soul. Her eyes lit up and sparkled and he felt as if he’d been handed the world in the palm of her hand.
Hell, if that was all it took to make her smile like that, he’d gladly tell her every single day how gorgeous she was.
She reached for his hands, laced her fingers in his and then used his hands for leverage as she raised her hips just enough so he slid through her sweetness all over again.
His breath escaped in a long hiss and then she slid down, resheathing him all over again.
“You drive me crazy,” he muttered.
She smiled, clearly satisfied with his admission.
He savored the feel of her much smaller hands engulfed by his. They held on tightly as she began a slow, rhythmic ride.
Their gazes locked. They never looked away, never broke eye contact as she made love to him, driving him closer and closer to ultimate release.
Her breaths grew more rapid and erratic. Her face became flushed and she tightened around him. She was close. He was closer. But he was determined to take care of her first.
It took every ounce of his concentration. His body strained. He was rigid, painfully rigid, and then she pulsed and went wet around him. Her body shuddered.
He pulled her down, holding her as he took control of their movements. He stroked and caressed her, kissing her hair, murmuring to her how beautiful she was.
As the last of her orgasm rolled through her body, his began. Through it all, their fingers remained entwined, their hands clasped.
He brought their hands to rest between them, against their chests, over their hearts, as he surged upward, his mind numb, his body awash with the sweetest of pleasure.
She collapsed over him, going limp as she nuzzled against his neck. She kissed him just below the ear and he smiled at the sweetness of the gesture.
He missed her affection. Missed the way she had always seemed to be touching him or kissing him or just offering him a smile.
He’d missed her.
And now he had to find a way to make sure she didn’t leave again. He didn’t think for a minute that sex was a fix-all for a relationship. It wasn’t even a good bandage.
He knew it wasn’t going to be easy. There was too much mistrust and hurt between them,