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BOOK: Playing With Seduction

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He pressed his forehead to hers, his lips mere inches away from hers. “I hope I’m not too late to be that man for you, that I haven’t screwed everything up to the point that you don’t want or need me anymore.”

“Jase, I will always want you and need you, and so will this child, because we love you and you’re the most amazing man I’ve ever known.
I
love you,” she said, because it was important he heard the words and believed them. “We’re going to be the family you never had.”

He closed his eyes and groaned, as if she’d given him a rare and precious gift. When he opened them again, his gaze blazed with emotion. “Marry me, Kendall,” he said fiercely, possessively. “The sooner, the better.”

She laughed, feeling incredibly light and happy. “You’re going to make an honest woman out of me?”

“Damn straight,” he said, his deep growl seductive and deliciously aggressive. “I’m going to put a ring on your finger and make you
mine
.”

She suddenly felt hot and breathless, and she leaned forward and playfully nipped at his bottom lip. “How about you make me yours right now, and we’ll worry about a ring later.”

His eyes flared with the kind of dark hunger her body completely responded to and had missed so much. In the next instant, he pulled her across his lap so that she was straddling his thighs. Framing her face in his hands, he brought her mouth to his and sank his tongue deep. He kissed her slowly, thoroughly, as if she meant everything to him.

When he finally lifted his head, the adoration in his gaze made her melt. The heat and desire prompted her to pull her top off and toss it aside. She hadn’t been wearing a bra, and his eyes lowered to her breasts, taking in how full they were now that she was pregnant, how much darker her nipples were.

Very gently, he cupped the heavy weight in his hands and lightly swept his thumbs across the tight tips. She closed her eyes and moaned as pleasure and a bit of pain mingled.

“Are they sore?” he asked curiously, as he continued feathering his fingers over her tingling nipples.

She nodded. “Yes. Very tender.”

He swept his hands up her bare back and pulled her chest closer. “Let me make them feel better,” he murmured, and lowered his head, his wet tongue licking across her aching nipple before drawing her into the velvet warmth of his mouth.

The need inside her grew, and she shoved her hands into his thick hair, torn between pushing more of her breast into his mouth and pulling his head away from her sensitive nipples. She rocked her hips against his, feeling the hard length of him beneath the fly of his jeans. She was suddenly desperate for more friction, more pressure, but he pulled his mouth away and looked up at her, his own features etched with equal desire and need.

“Stand up and take off the rest of your clothes,” he said huskily. “I want to see you naked.”

She moved off his lap and shimmied out of her sweat pants and panties, and his greedy gaze roamed over her body, from her face all the way down to her toes, then back up again. Settling his hands on her hips, he drew her forward and placed a soft, gentle kiss on her stomach, which was still flat but wouldn’t be for long.

“I can’t wait to see my baby growing in your belly,” he whispered reverently against her stomach. “To feel it move and kick. I hope it’s a little girl who’s as beautiful as her mother.”

Her heart swelled with gratitude and bliss. She’d never anticipated Jase, or this baby, but she knew this was just the beginning of the life she’d always envisioned. With a man who was everything she’d ever wanted for a husband, and a father to her children.

She shivered as his hand skimmed up her thigh and his fingers delved between her legs, gliding along the soft, wet folds of her sex. She was sensitive there, too, and it only took a few strokes for her to feel the slow, steady rise of an orgasm. Closing her eyes, she rocked her hips against his hand, and when he brushed his thumb across her clit, she felt her knees start to buckle.

He caught her and eased her down to the couch. He stood for a moment to strip off all his clothes, and then he was moving over her, settling between her spread thighs with the thick head of his cock poised at her entrance. Taking her hands, he pulled them over her head and laced their fingers together so that his body pinned hers to the sofa. His gaze locked on hers, and with a slow, steady thrust of his hips, he sank deep and didn’t stop there.

He made love to her, slow and deliciously sweet, the connection between them seductive and sublime. Stroke after stroke, he drew out the pleasure, making it last and overloading her senses with the amazing feel of his cock sliding inside her without a condom, the masculine scent of his skin filling her breath, the strength of his body moving over hers—until the building tension and passion finally released and sent them both tumbling over the edge together.

He didn’t move off of her right away, but he was careful not to put his full weight on top of her. His face was buried against her neck, and it took him a while to finally lift his head and look down at her. The raw emotion in his gaze made her heart flutter; the smile curving his sexy mouth made her feel like the luckiest woman alive.

“You feel so damn good,” he said, his expression content in a way that went beyond sexual. “Like everything that has been missing in my life and everything I never expected to have.”

She understood completely, because this man owned her in a way no other ever had. Her heart, her body, and her soul.

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