"Your hair and your ears," he whispered, then buried one hand in her hair, cupping the nape of her neck so that he could brush gentle kisses against the shell of her ear, teasing the lobe with his teeth before kissing deeper.
Slowly, carefully, he trailed his fingers down her body, over the swell of her breasts, until he reached the hem of her shirt.
With one quick movement, she grabbed his hand and shook her head. He pulled back.
"What's wrong, baby?" he asked.
"Can't we...can't we leave my shirt on. My belly..." Her voice broke a little and he got to his knees in front of her, pushing her hand away before pulling her shirt up over her belly and kissing her just above her belly button.
"I want all of you," he told her. "Everything. Now take off your shirt. Bra too."
With quivering hands, she did as he commanded and he stood again, standing back to see all of her.
It was true the swell of her belly was bigger than he'd ever seen it before, but she was all the more beautiful for it. Her skin glowed even in the low light of his room and as he took another step toward her, he brushed against her sensitive skin and traced his way up to her full, beautiful tits.
"Your shoulders are perfect," he said, skating over one stiff nipple until he reached her shoulder. From there, he dragged his nails down the toned length of her arm and up again.
"Your breasts..." This, he wanted to tell her with his lips. He stooped down and sucked her nipple into his mouth, laving the perfect little circle, pausing only to pluck the sensitized tip with his lips.
"Luke..." she breathed, but he didn't stop. Instead, he moved to the next breast, massaging the other in his hand as he sucked deeper still, loving the way her back bowed into him as he moved.
"I want all of you," he told her again, and she shivered at his touch before moving to pull off his shirt.
He let her, and when they were face to face again, he reached for his belt and unbuckled it slowly, letting it drop to the floor with a thwap as he made for the button and zipper.
Her hands trembled as she did the same and when he was finally free of the confines of his boxers, he took another step toward her and circled her hands with his own. As much as it killed him to ask, he had to be sure.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" he asked. "I've never seen you so nervous. Not even that first night.”
Her cheeks flooded with color. "I just want you to...I don't want you to change how you see me."
He shook his head. "Never. Not ever."
Her eyes softened as she searched his gaze. "Do you promise?"
"I promise," he said, and she let her pants and panties slide to the floor before stepping from them carefully.
Moving past him, she made her way to the bed and bent over, her hands gripping the rail at the edge of the bed.
"What are you doing?" he asked.
"I thought with..." She motioned to her belly.
"Oh no," he shook his head, "I want to see you when I take you. I want you on top of me."
She blinked, then turned back to him, wondering how on earth something like that might even work. Bouncing on top of him while she was as big as a house. Not to mention the fact she'd never exactly done that before.
The concern in her eyes must have been evident because Luke took another step toward her and cupped her jaw, rubbing his thumb along her cheek in that comforting way of his.
She glanced down, noticing how hard and big he was--even now, looking at her. Either he was the world's best actor or he really meant what he said. He really thought she was beautiful--even like this.
Again, his lips found hers and she closed her eyes, allowing herself to savor the stroke of his tongue, the way he teased her teeth before pushing and pulling along with the kiss, deepening it until she had to remind herself to breathe for fear of being entirely swept away.
It had been so long since they'd done this, and he'd waited just for her--for her safety. She wanted to make it good for him, and if she couldn't manage that while she was on top...
Slowly, she broke away from his kiss and sank to her knees in front of him, gripping him firmly in hand before working him up and down.
"Tawny, you don't have to..."
"I want to," she said. And she did. She wanted to watch him writhe beneath her touch, and when his cock twitched inside her grip, her mouth watered in anticipation.
Leaning forward, she took his head into her mouth, sucking the sensitive space before swirling the tip of her tongue around the curved edge. Already, a salty droplet clung to her tongue and she swallowed it, sucking all the while.
Taking him deeper into her mouth, she moaned, hoping the gentle vibration might thrum through his body the way it did through her own.