“You’re remembering, aren’t you?” He nipped her skin gently. That move elicited a moan from her. His hand cupped her bottom. His large hand gripped her ass and squeezed. “How fucking good we were together.”
“Yes,” she hissed.
He lifted his head and stared down at her. Tachina’s heart slammed into her chest at a rapid pace. Her breaths were coming fast, and she could barely form a conscious thought. Her core clenched at the hard bulge that nudged her stomach. She remembered the first time they’d been together. How much he’d stretched her out. Vic Maxwell was a man who’d been blessed by all the gods in the dick department.
She now ached in places only he could soothe tonight.
“Are you having any second doubts, Tachina?” he murmured.
When he moved, his dick pressed into her again. She bit back a moan, in desperate need to feel him inside her. She was two seconds from demanding he fuck her right then and there.
Unable to speak, she shook her head.
“Open your mouth and answer me, Tachina. Any second doubts before we go in there?” He jerked his head toward the door.
She swallowed hard. “No.”
There was no going back now. As much as she was wanting another baby, right now she wanted what he had to offer. It was more than just trying to procreate—a night with Vic was a life-changing event.
Vic bit back a growl and swooped down to take Tachina’s lips in a kiss. It wasn’t gentle nor sweet. It was five years of restraint being let loose. Her plump lips parted and allowed his tongue to sweep inside. She tasted of sweetness. Her arms came up to entwine behind his neck. The feeling of her mounds squashed to him had his cock swelling to a painful state.
Five years.
He would have to admit over the years he’d thought of them. But they had a good thing going betweenthem. Why fuck it up? She was the mother of his son, and he respected her and the life they had created.
But now her softness was underneath his hands once again. A moan escaped her as he tilted his head and deepened the kiss. His hands were full of her delectable ass. Tachina had always been a woman who took care of herself, yet she was born with the natural curves many women paid millions to have.
He lifted her by the backs of her thighs, her legs automatically wrapping around him. She tore her lips from his and trailed hot kisses on his jawline and neck while he stalked into the bedroom. The room was dim, lit only by the glow of a single lamp on the bedside table. He’d thought they wouldn’t need much light, but now that he’d seen her in this sexy nightgown, he knew he wanted to peel it off her and have perfect lighting to see her completely naked.
He arrived at the edge of the bed and gently set her down. Her arms released him and slipped down his chest, dropping to his pants.
“Fuck. Hold on,” he muttered. Memories of her mouth and his cock surfaced, and if they started there, this would be over too fucking soon. He moved to the nightstand closest to them and turned the other light on.
“What are you doing?” she asked.
Her lips were swollen, her eyes full of desire and heat. She leaned back to rest her hands on the mattress, and the position brought her chest forward. His gaze dropped downto those perfect buds that pressed against the material of her gown.
“I need to see you,” he rasped. He moved back to stand in front of her. He snagged the edge of her gown and drew it up upward.
“You’ve seen me before.” She giggled.
She lifted her bottom, and the two of them worked together to bring the material over her head. It fell to the floor, and Vic stood frozen in place at the sight of Tachina sitting naked on his bed. He struggled to breathe at the picture she made.
Yes, he’d seen her before.
But that was before the pregnancy.
Now here she was, with fuller breasts, wider hips, and thighs that were meant to cradle his head, he appreciated everything there was about this woman.
“Are you okay?” she asked.
It broke him out of the spell she had woven over him.
“You’re beautiful, Tachina,” he murmured. He reached down and cupped her face. How the hell had he been so lucky? To have met someone as intelligent, beautiful, and down-to-earth while being so damn sexy.
“If I’m naked, then you need to be, too.” She smirked and shifted to the edge of the bed.
Her fingers made short work of the tie of his pants. She pushed them down where they fell around his feet. She reached for his cock, but he batted her hands away.