Page 104 of A New Chapter

“No, I mean me. I’m too hot. Need… to… get… naked.”

The thing she was doing with her tongue had obviously revved him up, and Emma smiled against his lips. She sat up on his pelvis while Zack reached behind him and yanked off his thermal Henley.

“Better,” he panted.

“I agree,” Emma replied. Her hands were already on his bare chest, and her fingers skimmed over his collar bone, his pecs, and down the midline of his body.

“Aren’t you hot too?” His husky voice reverberated through her.

Emma loved seeing him this way, all hot and bothered because of her. “I’m hot for you,” she teased, and she lifted her arms as an invitation for him to remove her sweater.

Zack’s warm hands skimmed up her sides, which made her squirm against him. He made quick work of removing her sweater and bra, but then he stalled.

“Are they still sore?”

“Not right now.”

“Are you sure?”

“Zack! Please touch me.” Why must he talk at such crucial moments?

He put his hands on her breasts and squeezed gently, using his thumbs to circle her nipples until they were taut peaks.

The truth was that her breasts were still sensitive, but he didn’t need to know that. She wondered if he could tell that they were a little fuller in his hands. Her answer came seconds later.

“They feel… bigger,” Zack said in an exhale of breath.

“One of the benefits of pregnancy,” Emma managed, even though his tugs and flicks and oh my… licks made it hard to concentrate.

Some women experience increased sexual desire during pregnancy were the words that came to mind as Emma’s head fell back and Zack’s arms encircled her waist.

Zack buried his head in her neck, nibbling and sucking where her skin was so sensitive that she felt the sensations all the way down to her toes. She had a vise grip on his shoulders, and they rocked together, the momentum building with each stroke.

“Need to be… inside… you… now,” Zack whispered in her ear, sending a delicious shiver down her spine.

Recognizing the urgency of the situation, there was no time for a seductive striptease. They broke apart just long enough to tear off their jeans and underwear and toss them off the side of the bed. They immediately resumed their previous position, an obvious favorite, but this time, it was bare skin on bare skin.

Emma was so ready for him that he glided in easily, and they breathed a collective, “Aah.”

Amidst their groans and gasps and jockeying to achieve the best possible contact, Emma reflected on how wonderful their union was. Zack was the man she truly loved with her entire being, without doubts, without fear, without inhibitions. This was the man she wanted to be with forever, to raise a child with, or children if they were lucky. To give herself to completely, to… oh God, hold that thought…

Once they had collapsed flat on their backs, sweaty and satisfied, Emma was able to finish her thought.

To marry.