“She did? Why?”
“I don’t know. I tried to get her to stay and told her I’d just leave, but she insisted. I’m sorry. Should I go?”
“No,” I answered him quickly, even grabbing his arm like I thought he might escape. I wanted him with me all the time, and I was so tired of telling him I wasn’t sure. Iwassure. I was sure I wanted him in my life forever, or as much of forever as we had, and why couldn’t I just come out and say so? The hell with all the rest. This thing between us was coming to a head soon, because it was tearing me apart to keep telling him no.
He smiled and then bent and kissed my stomach, sending a shiver through me. “I’ve missed you.”
I gave a shaky laugh. “You just saw me at lunch.”
“That was hours ago.” He smoothed a hand over my bulge “Has he been active today?” he asked.
“No, not too much. The doctor said that he probably wouldn’t be in these last days before he’s born. I had some contractions earlier. But probably just Braxton-Hicks.”
“And those are what again?”
“A kind of tightening in my abdomen that comes and goes. They’re only a little painful usually, though these I’ve had today have been harder. They’re contractions of my uterus in preparation for giving birth. They tone the muscles. That’s what the doctor said, anyway.”
“And you’re sure you’re all right?”
“I feel fine.”
He caressed my stomach again. “You never need to hide from me, Jax. You know I think you’re even more gorgeous than ever.”
I scoffed a little at the idea, but my cock felt swollen and heavy under my robe, as he stepped closer. “You’re so beautiful. Always have been and always will be.”
“You’re sweet, but not truthful. I look like I swallowed a beach ball.”
His smile turned tender. “You know the first time I saw you, you reminded me of this perfect littlepetitgâteau.”
“What’s that?”
“A cupcake, I think you’d say.”
“A cupcake!” I squeaked in outrage.
He laughed and I couldn’t resist. I leaned up and kissed the corner of his mouth.
He gasped and shook his head. “I’m sorry. I didn’t come for this. I promise I didn’t.”
“I know. But it’s what I want. Won’t you give it to me? Please, Dominic.”
He drew in a sharp breath and stepped close enough that our bodies were touching. The bulge in his jeans pressed against me aggressively, and he pressed a soft kiss in the hollow of my throat and then moved up to my lips. My hands landed on his shoulders, and I melted into him, the silky rasp of his jaw against mine feeling like heaven.
He kept kissing me until I couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think about anything except the slide of his tongue inside my mouth. My body relaxed against him, and I was caught up in the feel and scent of his hard body, the pressure of his mouth and the mingling of our breath. His hands slid down over my ass, and he stroked my skin and whispered to me about what he was going to do to me.
He twisted me around in his arms and pushed me gently down against the sink top. I went willingly, eagerly, my ass in the air. He ran a finger along my crease, and I shivered again.
“Y-yes,” I sighed. “Please. Please make love to me.” He leaned over me, and his muscular arms felt so good around me.
“I can’t do that, baby. You’re too far along. It might hurt the baby.”
“Then make me feel good. Please, Dominic.”
His hands slid over my belly and dipped down to fasten around my cock. He pumped me down and up, just one time, and I shuddered, so ready for more.
He pulled open the drawer and got out some lube. I closed my eyes as I heard the snick as he opened it. His hand slicked me up and I felt his finger, blunt and broad, slide into my hole. I may have whimpered a little, because I felt a soft kiss fall on my back.
“Okay?” he asked cautiously, and I nodded and moved my legs farther apart and he murmured, “That’s right. Nice and easy. Relax and let me do all the work.”