He bent his head and began kissing her throat, sucking the sensitive flesh. He moved down to her aching br**sts and continued kneading them, then following behind with the swipe of his tongue. He was circling around her incredibly sensitive peaks and she arched her back, trying to get him to take them into his mouth.
He finally gave her what she wanted and licked the darkened orbs. He gently sucked first one into his mouth, then gave equal attention to the other. She could feel the pressure building deep within her core, from his mouth and hands playing with her body. She was so much more sensitive than she'd ever been before and he was quickly sending her over the edge.
He continued to play with her sensitive ni**les as his hands were wandering down her body. He reverently rubbed his hands over the mound of her stomach, making trembles rush throughout her body. Then his hand slid between her thighs, pushing them apart. He reached up and flicked his fingers over her sensitive flesh and she cried out as the orgasm rocked her body.
He continued to stroke her flesh, as he brought his lips back up her throat. He finally kissed her with so much tenderness she felt tears fill her eyes. He stroked her mouth with his warm tongue and even before the last of her trembles were receding, she could feel her body building up for more.
She wanted him so much; she needed him to fill her. He continued to caress her mouth and she couldn't stop the trembles that continued to rock her insides. Everywhere he touched her, fire shot through her blood. It was the most exotic experience of her life.
He dipped his fingers deep within her heat and her hips jerked off the bed in pleasure. She groaned as the sensations washed through her over and over again. "Please Drew, I need you," she cried out.
He turned her onto her side and lay down behind her, still caressing her body. She could feel his erection pressing against her backside and she'd never felt such an ache. She pushed against him, needing him to enter her. He kissed along her neck, as he massaged her br**sts.
He then finally started pushing inside of her heat. He was stretching her folds inch by beautiful inch and she could feel her body start to come apart at the pure pleasure of him inside of her again.
He continued licking her neck and rubbing her br**sts, as he began moving in and out of her core. She started shaking, as all the sensations began sending her over the edge. He moved one of his hands down to her hip and pumped in and out of her faster. She couldn't take anymore and was quickly sent over the cliff in a wash of total ecstasy. She gripped his hand tightly, as her body gripped around his thick shaft.
He let out a groan, as he sunk deep inside of her and she could feel him pumping deep within her womb. They lay there pressed tightly together, both trying to get their breathing back under control. He rubbed her gently from her neck to her hips and back again. Every time his hands passed over her sensitive flesh she moaned in pleasure.
"Now that's the way to wake up," he whispered in her ear, which sent a shiver down her spine. She couldn't believe how sensitive she was to his every movement.
"That shouldn't have happened though," she tried to be reasonable. He flipped her around onto her back and looked into her eyes.
"You're carrying my child and we both want each other so what's wrong with us making love?" he questioned her.
"I'm just not ready to jump right back in," she said.
"It's too late for that," he told her, before kissing her silent once more. He showed her why they should have no regrets for the next hour. By the time they managed to crawl out of bed, Trinity was feeling relaxed and more loved than ever. She was going to give herself this day to feel good, with zero guilt. Tomorrow would be soon enough for that.
Drew jumped in the shower after they ate breakfast together. Trinity knew she was supposed to be on bed rest but she wanted to go check on her shop and make sure the temp person was working out and everything was fine. She decided to sneak out before he got done.
She dressed quickly and left the apartment as silently as she could. She couldn't believe she felt guilty as she climbed down the stairs and started walking down the street. He didn't own her; she could go for a walk if she wanted to.
She was a few doors down from her shop when someone came up behind her and poked something into her back. She tried to move out of the way, thinking it was some person not paying attention to where they were going.
"Give me your purse and you won't get hurt," a man's voice sneered into her ear. She was shocked speechless, as terror seized her. She was too shocked to do what the man asked of her.
"Let go now," he shouted at her, as she gripped it tightly to her side. She was in the habit of wrapping the handle around her arm so she didn't drop it. It was far too hard to bend down now. He grabbed the strap and tugged on her bag and she automatically pulled back.