“So why don’t you answer it?”
“I will after you leave.” Damn it woman, would you just let the sheet drop!
“Hmmm… I see.” I moved even closer. “Well, why don’t you hand it over here while you go get some clothes on and I’ll talk to Harper until you’re done.”
“Why are you being so nosey? If you’d just leave I could get dressed and call her back.” God she was persistent! I was going to have to push harder.
I held out my hand. “Give it to me Tiny Girl.”
“Give you what, my phone? If you would just get out I could call….” Damn it all to hell, this woman was stubborn! Since she wasn’t going to give, I might as well let her know I knew what she was doing.
“Emilyn, I know you have a vibrator behind your back, now give it to me.”
Her face went from slightly flushed to bright red. “What the fuck are you talking about Finn? I don’t have a vibrator. Now would you give me some privacy please?”
Great, did she think I was stupid. My poor dick was going to pop out of my pants any minute now and possibly put an eye out if I didn’t take charge of this situation. I stepped in towards her. Her stomach poked out, touching my lower abdomen. She had to feel how turned on I was; the damn thing was pushing up against her hip. Unable to help myself, I reached up and grazed the soft warm skin of her shoulder, fingertips moving down her arm. The whole time I watched her face, and it was clear that what I was doing was affecting her. She hadn’t even realized that I was reaching behind her and taking a hold of her little toy. As soon as I got the chance I had every intention of throwing that thing in the trash. I held it up in front of her face and said, “You may get mad at me, and you may even hit me for this if you’d like, but don’t treat me like an idiot.” The pulse in her neck was beating rapidly. “If this was your phone, it would have stopped vibrating.” The look on her face was priceless. “If you need something to help you get off, I’d prefer it if you used me.”
I had totally expected a knee to the groin for my brazen words. Instead she shocked me by grabbing my shirt and yanking me down to her level, smashing her mouth against mine. Her tongue dove into my mouth and I pushed right back. She tasted amazing. I reached around her back, pulling her as tightly to me as she could possibly get. I needed this girl… now. I’d wanted her and missed her for so long, and my chance to have her had finally come. Except, I didn’t want to rush and I didn’t want this to be about me. Emilyn bit down on my lip, eliciting a deep groan. The only rational thought I had at the moment was taking this slow.
Pulling away, I took a step back from her. She looked confused. “Drop the covers Em, I want to see you.”
She stood there unmoving, and biting her lip. It was then I realized that she was nervous. “I can’t.”
“You can, and you will.”
She shook her head. “No Finn, you don’t understand. I can’t.”
I stepped back towards her and tilted her chin up so she’d meet my eyes. “Talk to me Tiny Girl, why can’t you?”
“It’s been a long time since we were… you know? I’m older now and I don’t look the same. Plus my stomach is getting big. I just don’t want you to see me this way.” She turned away from me and walked to the other side of the bed.
She needed reassurance from me that I wanted her just the way that she was. In fact I’ve never wanted her more than I do right now. “We’re both older Em. And your pregnant body is even more beautiful to me. If anything, your body has only become better with time.” I didn’t want this to stop and I wasn’t going to let her push me away. Walking around the bed I moved to stand behind her.
“What if you don’t like what you see?”
“Impossible.” Leaning down, my nose moved down the outside of her ear and she shivered. “Please, let me see you.” I whispered. Reaching up I took the cover and moved it around to the front of her, letting it drop. She was naked. “Turn around Em.”
She slowly turned to face me. Her long blonde hair had fallen over her breasts but the rest of her was bared to me. I swallowed audibly. I reached up and gently brushed her long silky hair back so I could see all of her. Her breasts were larger than I remembered; probably a result of the pregnancy. They were definitely more than a handful now, nice and round with sweet, pert, pink nipples. My eyes traveled further down to her rounded stomach. Even though she was carrying another man’s child—a man that I had grown to despise—this child was a life. A life that was half her, and because of that I automatically felt love for it and would do anything to protect it. Moving my eyes even further south was the space between her legs. Surprisingly she was neatly groomed. I’m not sure what I’d been expecting, but surely at this stage in her pregnancy she wouldn’t be able to see around her stomach to take care of things. Yet here she stood, with a neatly trimmed patch of hair.
Em started shifting from side to side, her unease of being nude in front of me evident. It probably didn’t help that I was still fully clothed and so the playing field wasn’t even, so to speak. I needed to get her in bed and touch her again. I tried to speak as smoothly as I could without my words coming out as a command. “Lie down please Tiny Girl. I need to touch you.”
There was apprehension in her steps but she did as I asked. Lying flat on her back, she looked everywhere but at me. How on earth could she be this nervous to be with me like this? We’d been together many times before now. There had to be another reason for her nerves, and while that was something I would certainly address, the need to be near her was too much for me to focus on anything else. I stood next to the bed and I reached up to remove my shirt. Still not meeting my eyes but finally looking in my direction, she watched my movements. Her eyelids were half-mast and her pupils dilated. She didn’t have to tell me she wanted me, I could see it.
I crawled onto the bed and bent down over the top of her, my face a breath away from her lips. As if she knew what I asked of her, she nodded her head slightly, giving me permission to continue on my course. Coming down the rest of the way, my mouth met with hers, in an ever so subtle brushing of lips. I moved my mouth with hers in a slow movement, opening my mouth and running my tongue along the fullness of her lower lip. Her tongue slipped out of her mouth and touched mine in greeting. Our kiss became more intimate and deeper, but it wasn’t the desperate mouth crushing kiss that we’d previously shared. I wanted to take my time with her—savor her.
Releasing her lower lip, I traveled down her neck, placing kisses in tender spots that I knew would elicit a moan. I wasn’t wrong and my cock jerked in response. Working down to the top of her breast, I let my tongue snake out to taste her delicious skin. I latched on her to nipple and flicked it with my tongue before releasing it. When I blew a soft breath on it, Em arched her back and her hand came up and fisted in my hair. Finally I was getting more of a response from her. She just needed a gentle push.
I moved over to her side and pushed her shoulder away from me. She rolled until she was facing away from me, and I ran my lips all over the soft skin of her shoulder nipping my way up to her neck. Goosebumps broke out all over her arms. I brought my hand around to the front of her and placed it on her stomach. She flinched.
“Relax Em.” I soothed into her ear. “I’ve got you.”
Her tense muscles slowly melted away in my hands as I continued to kiss her neck. When my hand shifted down to her inner thigh she opened slightly inviting me in. My fingers came up to her warm center and I could feel that she was soaking wet.
“So wet for me Tiny Girl.”
“Please Finn.” She softly pleaded.
I ran my index finger over her clit and she sighed. “Please what?”
Adding more pressure, I circled my finger around her.
“Please… touch me. More.” She turned her face toward her pillow.