“Do you have more than one boyfriend who needs a beating?”
Her eyelashes flutter coyly. “Why, yes. How did you guess?”
“I’ll be giving these other nameless boyfriends a beating, no help from Sebastian necessary.”
“I’ve never pegged you as a jealous man.”
“I’m not. Except with you.” Because I was definitely seeing green when I found out my friends enjoyed my girlfriend’s lasagna earlier this evening, as childish as that is.
Her fingers trail through my hair. “I hate thinking of you with other women, so we’re even. I want to flip tables every time Amelia hints at her time dating you.”
Amelia has not been pleasant to Maggie, and yet my girlfriend always handles herself with class. I really admire that. I wish she didn’t need the income and could tell Amelia to take a hike, but we’re not there yet.
“There’s only one woman in my life right now, and she’s absolutely amazing. I love her so much, I can’t breathe.”
A beautiful smile spreads on her face. Shyly she bites her bottom lip and nods. “I love you too, Michael.” Her big, luminous eyes meet mine, then look down. “The doctor gave me the go-ahead to have sex yesterday, so… we could. If you were in the mood. You know, so we could reconnect.”
Christ. She feels so good in my arms. But after that trip to the hospital, it’s hard not to be apprehensive about having sex.
When I don’t say anything, she scoots back. “Of course, I wouldn’t blame you if you didn’t want to.”
“What does that mean? Of course I want to.” My cock is a brick up against my stomach. If that’s not proof I want to get her naked, I don’t know what is.
She starts to turn away, and I tighten my hold on her. “Babe. Why wouldn’t I?”
At first she doesn’t say anything, but then she shrugs. Looks down again. “Just… I’m so big right now.”
That’s what this is about? “Darlin’, you’re fucking magnificent, pregnant or not pregnant. All it takes is one look at you and I go rock hard. You’re luscious all over, and I love it.” Her tits make me drool. Her ass is so perfectly round, I wanna bite it. I take her hand and place it on my eager dick. “That’s all for you.”
“Really? I just feel so gross. I’m swollen everywhere.”
I jut my erection against her palm. “I know the feeling.” She laughs and rests her forehead against my chest. “I want you, Mags, any way I can have you. But I don’t want to trigger any contractions. If you promise to let me know if something is too much or too intense, I will absolutely offer my cock to service you.”
Her laughter makes me smile. I missed this, the quiet conversations we have in bed when we can shut out the rest of the world.
She kisses up my chest and neck. Slides on top of me. “This won’t affect your game tomorrow?”
Fuck the game.
Wait. I don’t mean that.
I stop thinking with my cock for a second to consider her question. “Studies show having sex before something athletic might improve testosterone levels.” I’m really grateful for those studies at the moment.
“As long as this is a decision based in science,” she teases as she grinds against me, “I’m happy to take one for the team.”
“I’m happy to give it to you.” Ecstatic, really. Reaching up, I tug off her tank top and groan at the sight of her full breasts. Taking her pert nipple in my mouth, I take a little nip that makes her squirm. “Christ, you’re a dish.”
“Does that mean you’re going to gobble me up?”
Great idea.
53
MAGGIE
Olly strips off my underwear, wedges himself between my thighs, and takes a long, slow lick up my center.
“Oh, my God.” I arch, and his giant palm rubs my belly on the way to grab my boob. With his other hand, he slides two thick fingers into me, and I tremble. Pregnancy has given me a short fuse, and after just a few minutes of him working me over, I’m close.
