Page 33 of Biker's Temptation

“You’re worrying again.”She pointed at the frown lines that deepened when I was in thought.

“I’m allowed to worry.I’m your husband.”

“Well, if I’d known that, I would have put something in our vows about it.”

I smiled warmly at the memory of our wedding.We had done a very small ceremony, just close friends and family, on the Friday that started Spring Break.We had enjoyed a weeklong honeymoon cruise before returning to Galveston to start our married life.

“Oh.”Melissa shifted slightly and pressed a hand against her belly.Our daughter had taken to curling up on her side and stretching out all the way, jamming her tiny little baby feet into Melissa’s lungs and ribs.“This kid might have inherited whatever Barajas genes made Nataly an athlete.”

“Well, it’ll save us money on college tuition if she gets a sports scholarship.”

Melissa laughed, and I swept my hands up and down her calves before moving back to her feet.“You’re really good at this.”

“I’d offer to rub something else but that’s what got us into this mess,” I teased with a lopsided grin.

She clicked her teeth and rolled her eyes.“I can’t even believe that you still want any part of this.”She gestured to her pregnant curves.“I’m as big as a whale.”

“You’re exactly as big as you’re supposed to be.”I pinned her in place with a heated gaze.“If you remember correctly from last night, I wanted every part of this.”

She blushed.“I really am getting too big for some of that, Shane.I thought I’d suffocated you when my knees got wobbly last night.”

I laughed at the memory of her losing control while riding my face.“It would have been a good way to go.”

“Stop!”She swatted at me, her cheeks red with embarrassment.

“Can’t blame me for trying to enjoy you as much as I can before the baby comes.”I shrugged and kept massaging her feet.“It might be six months before you let me touch you again.”

Her eyes widened.“Six months!”

“Well, to hear it from all the dads I know, that’s the way it goes sometimes.Not that I mind,” I clarified, wanting to make sure she understood there would be no pressure from me when it came to lovemaking again.“Your body is going through a marathon, and it’s going to be completely different when it’s all over.You’ve earned the right to be left alone.”

“Be that as it may,” she said, pushing her toes into my crotch in a deviously playful way, “I can’t imagine not wantingthisfor six months.”

“You keep that up and you’re about to getthisin about six seconds,” I warned, biting back a groan as her mischievous toes kneaded my cock through my jeans.I shot her a meaningful look.“Melissa.”

“Shane,” she replied, her eyes glimmering with interest and lust.

I carefully set her feet down on the rug and reached for her waist.As she giggled with excitement, I brushed my lips across hers.“Don’t say I didn’t warn you...”

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