Chance had known this was coming, but he still felt unsettled. He sat back on his heels. Cordy followed, that gorgeous belly of hers leading the way.
Her fingers were gentle, feather-light as they ran over his bare skin. She stroked him all over with no real destination in mind.
It was so novel that Chance didn’t know what to do. He always took the lead with his other partners because that was what he was there to do—give them their one fabled night withChance Kessal. He wasn’t supposed to simply sit there and enjoy them touching him.
“I’ve never done this before.” God, had he ever sounded so vulnerable withanyone before, much less a woman? Even the first time he’d had sex, he’d been more assured than this.
“Me neither.” A half-smile flitted over Cordy’s mouth. “The condom broke with Reed.”
If Chance had ever had one night with her and the condom had broken, would they be here in this moment withhisbaby in her belly?
No. Chance had to be honest and admit they wouldn’t. If she’d come to him and told him she was pregnant, he’d have stepped up, helped, and done everything he could, but not like this.
He’d have been there for her on the outside, but inside, he’d have bolted away from any intimacy. He never would have let her in or told her about his father or any of it.
Chance had had to come around to this the long way.
“Then we’re both virgins at this.” He meant it partly as a joke, but it was also more true than he wanted to admit. He’d never made love without a condom before and never made love to a pregnant woman.
Most importantly, he’d never made love toCordy. Yeah, they’d had tons of sex, great sex, but he’d held himself apart. He’d told himself it was to keep her safe, but that lie was done now.
“How are we going to do this?” Her tone was matter-of-fact, even as her hands trailed fire over his lower belly and thighs.
She was almost touching his cock, but not quite, and he was going out of his mind.
“You on top?” he asked hoarsely.
“I don’t know.” Cordy worried at her lower lip. “It’s hard to balance at this point. Maybe on my hands and knees?”
“No, not if you’re feeling unbalanced. I need you to feel secure.” He thought a minute. “We’ll do it this way. You lie down on your side, and I’ll be behind. You won’t have to worry about your balance or where your belly is.”
Her breathing quickened. She liked that idea. “If you think it will work.”
“It will. I’ll show you.”
Chance helped her lie down and then tucked himself against her back. She gasped at the first press of skin on skin, which echoed through him.
“Like this,” he whispered. He pushed his knees between hers, spreading her for him. They breathed in time, chests rising and falling together.
When the head of his cock brushed her swollen folds, he jerked. Even that slight taste was almost too much. He had to focus, hold back, make this good for her.
“This all right?” His voice was ragged. “It’s not too much for your hips?”
She shook her head. A few strands of her hair caught on the stubble on his chin. “Stop teasing me.”
“Like this?” Chance slid his erection through her pussy, spreading her wetness over him.
Cordy pushed back against him, begging him. “Come on, Chance. Come inside me.”
Jesus, how was he supposed to resist that? He sank into her, breath by breath. It was hotter and wetter than he ever could have imagined; it was all the things he loved about being inside a woman intensified.
“Cordelia.” Her name felt as right on his lips as her pussy felt around his cock. “I can’t last. You feel too fucking good.”
She clenched around him. “I’m so close. Please.”
Damn. He needed to reach her clit, but didn’t have a hand free for it. “Touch yourself.” He thrust deep. “Make yourself come.”
Heheardher fingers slide through her folds. It was her goddamn superpower, how juicy her pussy was.
