Billionaires and Baby Rattles(25)

“Let’s not be scared anymore. Let’s just love each other.” Mya leaned down to kiss his forehead.

“Mya, what are you wearing?” Ethan asked.

A sultry smile bloomed on her lips. “Wedding-night lingerie, the top part can be unclipped and stuff.”

“Show me,” he asked softly.

She stepped back and unclipped the tiny clips that held the material in place to form the cups of her baby doll nightgown. When they opened to reveal her breasts, she heard a soft moan escape him. The laces held her breasts high, while the rest exposed them, inviting him to taste as she stepped between his legs.

“I’m yours,” she whispered. ‘Taste me.”

He never broke eye contact as he moved his mouth to her breast. Ethan flicked his tongue over her nipple before enclosing it in his hot mouth. She threw her head back and gasped. Desire shot through her core as he sampled each breast.

“You are so beautiful and full of my child.” Ethan looked up and into her eyes and said fiercely, “My baby, my son or daughter, I don’t care what anyone says, mine!”

“In my mind too.” Mya took his hand and placed it on her stomach through the lingerie. “We’re both yours. We’re a family.”

Ethan stripped the rest of his clothes off and stood before her. He cupped her cheek and whispered the words like they were a prayer. “A family, my family.”

She nodded, and he smiled before he leaned down to kiss her. Ethan lifted her in his arms easily and walked with her back into the bedroom of the suite. He laid her on the bed gently and stared at her for the longest time.

“What are you doing?” She asked the question in a soft voice.

“Savoring this, keeping it all in my memory forever,” Ethan answered huskily.

“Then savor us together.” She held out her hand. “Get into bed with me, husband.”

She moved over, and he lay beside her. Face-to-face, they didn’t utter a word, only looked into each other’s eyes for the longest of moments. Everything she wanted to know was in his eyes. There were no lies or half-truths there, just a man exposed and showing her all his cards. She knew no one else had ever seen this part of him because she doubted he ever let anyone get this close.

She watched his face as she leaned forward to kiss him. He never closed his eyes as they kissed. He stared at her intently as if trying to see into her soul. Mya let him, pouring all her love and passion into that kiss so he could feel her love was given freely. She could feel the heat of his hands through the material of her nightie.

He bit her bottom lip gently. “I like this, but it needs to go.”

“Be gentle with it. I paid a fortune for it online,” Mya said.

“I’ll buy you three dozen in every color under the sun, have them made if necessary,” Ethan said. “But this one’s being sacrificed.”

He took the edges of the lace in the front and ripped the fragile material with ease. She gasped at how erotic it was to actually have the clothes ripped off her body. Together they got her out of the remnants of cloth, and he tossed them aside. Ethan lifted her above his body until her breasts hung over his mouth. He used his lips to arouse her even more.

“Yes,” she whispered. It was like Ethan couldn’t get enough of her. His hands were everywhere, cupping and molding her naked body to his. His moans were driving her wild, and Ethan laid her back before lifting her arms above her head. He pinned them there gently with one hand and then feasted on her breasts. Mya was unable to help the soft cry that escaped her lips. He ran his hand up her inner thigh, and she felt him probe at her slick pussy. Anticipation made her tremble in his arms as he teased the sensitive bud of her clit. He kissed her and absorbed her cry into his mouth when he slipped his fingers inside her.

“You’re so hot, I can feel your pussy clenching around my finger,” he muttered against her mouth.

“More,” Mya begged. She grabbed his wrist as she writhed and tried to make him use his hand to make her come.

“Oh baby, I don’t want to hurt you,” he whispered harshly.

“You won’t. Please, it aches so good, and I can’t stand it.” She bit her lip and arched as he moved his fingers inside her. “Please, oh God, please.”

Ethan couldn’t resist her plea for release. She arched as he pushed deeper inside her and used his fingers to bring her satisfaction. Mya’s body gave up its bounty, coating his hand with her nectar. She wondered if every woman had this kind of experience because this was a first for her. She couldn’t remember ever feeling like this with any other man. She heard him groan as she became frantic in his arms, until she tensed and her orgasm began to roll through her.