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“So you guys never had sex.What about oral?”
“A few times, but we never had sex with each other.Even if we wanted to, we both held back.”
“Huh,” I said, “I am surprised.”
“Nothing is surprising about this, Ethan.”
Little did she know there was.If she wanted to wait till marriage, then she was sure that she wanted to settle down with him.She would have if that idiot hadn’t hidden his son from her.Thank God for that.But that also means that she trusted me to be gentle with her.She was more serious about the baby now than ever.
I kissed her shoulder and promised myself to give whatever she wanted from me.
After a while, I had to hold her down when she started squirming.“Kiara.You need to stop grinding on me like that.”
Her cheeks flushed into a beautiful shade of pink.“I ...I am not grinding on you.”She said while grinding on me.
A small smirk tugged at the corner of my lips as I pressed her butt closer to my bulge.My smirk widened when I heard her soft gasp and pressed my lips on her neck, kissing her skin.I lifted her top and skimmed my fingers on the smooth skin of her stomach, then trailed my hand until I could feel how hard her nipples were.
“Ethan,” she moaned sweetly, arching against my touch.
I palmed her breasts, massaged the soft skin, and lightly pinched her pebbled nubs.She squirmed and groaned instantly, her skin extra sensitive.
“Shh, Kiara,” I whispered when she shook her head.“Close your eyes and relax.”
With one hand kneading her breast, I lowered my other hand down her shorts to her underwear.Her breathing stopped.I bit her ear, licking the earlobe.Kiara shivered when I slowly rubbed her clitoris, her pleasure nub was more sensitive as I pressed down on it, her hands gripping my forearms.
I slowly circled it, her legs trembling and her lips eliciting small, sweet sounds of pleasure that drove me insane.If she would have been comfortable, I would have taken her in the shower, but she wasn’t so I didn’t want to push her.
“Ethan,” she gasped, “If you don’t stop ...I-I,oh, fuck!”
I tweaked and pinched her nipple and repeated the same action to her sensitive clit, her back arching as I held her close to me.Kiara trembled in my arms and when I rubbed the swollen nub, she exploded with an orgasm, her body writhing, overpowered with hormones.I kissed her skin and massaged her waist as she slowly calmed down.
I was surprised when she turned around to give me a brief kiss and smiled in between the kisses.“Thank you, Ethan,” she whispered, her amber-brown eyes shining.“For everything.”
Smiling at her beautiful face, I whispered, “You too, Bella.”
18.PANCAKES FOR DINNER
KIARA
My fingers pressed on the cool black and white keys of the piano, soft melody pouring out of it.I closed my eyes and breathed out as I played the last notes, ending the music with soft strokes.I smiled when his lips pressed on the crook of my neck.
“That was beautiful,” he whispered, his hands running on my waist, warming my body.
I pressed a chaste kiss on his lips, “Thank you.What’s for dinner?”
After telling Ethan about the miscarriage, I had a one-on-one session with Doctor Sabrina.As I had expected, I cried and came back home refreshed.Ethan had cuddled me to sleep that night, and I remember waking up in the middle of the night to see my hands clutching his t-shirt tightly.Somehow, letting him know about the truth had made us get closer to each other.He didn’t hate me.
Closing the fallboard, I turned to him, loving the way his eyes smiled at me.Blue and green melting in his piercing orbs.
“What do you want to eat?”
“Pancakes.”
A hearty chuckle poured out of his mouth, my eyes dancing over his handsome face and the tan skin of his throat.“Pancakes for dinner?”
“Yes, do you have a problem with that?”I asked and stood up to stretch my body.I smirked to myself when I found him staring at me.
He straightened to his tall height and kissed my ass while I bent down, touching my toes.I giggled, standing up as he wrapped his arm around me.“I don’t have a problem with eating pancakes for dinner.Help me?”
