Carrying the Lost Heir's Child(88)

                Jake’s hands traveled up the silky chemise to the thin straps barely containing her breasts. “I plan on keeping you in bed for the next several days.”

                Her body trembled beneath his. “Well, the doctor did tell me to rest.”

                Sliding the straps down, he peeled the lacy material over her breasts and palmed her. “Oh, you’ll rest. You can just lie there while I take very good care of you.”

                Lily’s head fell back as she arched into his touch. “You have the best ideas.”