Page 158 of This Woman Forever

Slowly.

It’s sexy as fuck. “Slide your hand down your front. Slowly.”

Her mouth open, her eyes drowsy, she deliberately and leisurely slips her hand across her boobs and onto her stomach. “Slow enough for you?”

“Did I say talk?”

Her scowl is light, matching her intake of breath, as her touch moves farther down.

“Stop.” I swallow, my eyes moving to between her thighs. “One finger, baby. Slowly slide one finger in.” I watch closely as she follows my orders, her body responding beautifully. “Remember, that’s mine.” I look up. “So be gentle with it.”

She exhales, visibly trying to keep control, her eyes closing.

“Eyes, Ava,” I order, making them spring open. “Good girl.” I circle myself. Inhale. “Taste.”

She makes a meal of slipping her fingers into her mouth, moaning, sucking as I watch.

“Good?” I ask, starting to stroke myself as she laps at her fingers. “I’ll take that as a yes.” My dick buzzes, begging for more friction. “Fucking hell.” She looks out of this world, her touch moving back to her pussy, massaging, her back bowing, her pleasure tangible. She’s getting close, her focus on her own pleasure, her eyes heavy, her body stiffening to deal with the building orgasm.

“Damn it, Ava, look at me.” I jerk, grit my teeth, squeeze myself to hold back shooting my load. “You’re close, baby.”

“Yes,” she yelps, her hand working faster over her pussy.

“Oh Jesus, not yet. Control it.”

“I can’t.” Her head drops back, her legs splashing in the water. “Oh God.”

My thrusting fist picks up speed when I comprehend she’s past the point of return. “Ava, fuck, control it.”

“Jesse.”

“Ava, you look fucking amazing.” I move off the edge of the tub and drop into the water, and she sees my intent, moving her hand and spreading her legs wider, making space for my mouth. The moment my tongue slips into her wet heat, her hands find my hair and yank brutally while I suck her orgasm out of her, holding mine back, absorbing her shaking thighs either side of my head. She gasps, goes limp, shudders, and I pull her into the water. Kneeling opposite each other, I rest my cock in her heat. “My turn. Hold it against you,” I order, letting her take over, moving my hands to her face and kissing her as she strokes me calmly. “Just keep it like that,” I mumble around her lips. Oh God. “I could stay like this forever.”

“I love you,” she gasps, her words as urgent as her thrusting hand.

It’s my undoing, and I come hard, kissing her through my release, the pressure releasing, my body unraveling.

“My work here is done,” she whispers, breathless.

Her work will never be done, and neither will mine. Especially now. “You’re a savage, lady.” I lower my arse to my heels and pull her onto my lap, feeling her skin cooling. “The water’s getting cold.”

“A little,” she says, unbothered.

“Let me clean you down.” She fights my attempts to move her, sealing our fronts, clinging tighter. Sealed. Connected. Always. “I’ll be quick. I don’t want you catching a cold.”

She finally relents, letting me take over, and I wash her down quickly, avoiding certain parts of the water. I grimace, laughing on the inside. I’m looking forward to cuddling up for the night, a weight lifted from my shoulders. “My lady’s tired.” It’s been a long, draining day. “Snuggle?”

She’s suddenly lost the ability to talk, her body heavy as I lift her out of the bath and dry us both down, Ava, once again, happy to let me take care of her.

Once she’s in bed, I let her put herself where she wants to be, holding her close. Just a little nap. We can have a little daytime nap.

I sigh, melting into the bed and Ava’s clinch. “I’ll never love one more than the other,” I say quietly, holding her tighter when she answers with a kiss and nothing more, dosing off in my arms. I smile at the ceiling, truly astonished by how much pregnancy is taking out of her already. Or how much I’m taking out of her with my constant bombshells. Maybe a bit of both.

I try to fall asleep too, try to shut down, but for all the will in the world, I can’t find the land of nod. Is it my utter disbelief? Ava disproving my fears? I don’t know. I feel so awake, so alert. We’re having twins. We’ll have two babies to love. We’re so fucking lucky.

Except...

Someone somehow stole my car, and they tried to run Ava off the road. Who? Who the fuck is so twisted and warped they would do that? It takes revenge to another level. Danger.

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