Page 48 of Solid Ground

I’m still so sensitive from his touch, but he makes light work of my second orgasm, licking, sucking, lapping at my pussy.

“Just as sweet as you were the first time around,” he says.

“I thought pregnancy might change things.”

He emerges from between my thighs. “If anything, you taste even better.”

My cheeks burn red, and his lips twist into a smile.

“I love going down on you, Zoe. Can’t get enough of it.” He moves up the bed until he’s beside me and rolls me onto my side. His hand goes back to my clit, rubbing it while I arch my back against him.

“I need you inside me.”

“Do I need a condom?”

“I …”

He places a kiss behind my ear. “I get tested regularly for insurance purposes. I’m clear.”

“Then, no. You can’t get me pregnant again.”

His hot breath wafts across the back of my neck as he laughs. “You have a point.”

Lifting my leg, he eases himself into me. I let out a contented sigh.

“Are you okay?” He asks gently.

“Yes. I’m full of you.”

He chuckles again, moving slowly back and forth. “Any time you need me, you can have me.”

The sex that first night was frantic.

Tonight, not so much.

“You feel good,” he murmurs. “Perfect.”

“Touch me.”

He runs his hand up to my breast, his fingers brushing my nipple, and I groan.

“Sensitive?”

“Very.”

“I’ll remember that.” With a gentle squeeze, he drops his hand to my belly, his light touch warming my heart. “I love touching you.”

He runs his hand up my body again, his lips pressed against my neck, his hot breath on my skin. I close my eyes andfeel.

Declan moves in and out of me, fulfilling my need for him. I don’t want anyone else.

Is this a turning point in our relationship?

After how we’ve grown emotionally closer these last few months—how we depend on each other, I’m not sure this could everjustbe sex for me.

Could Declan feel the same?

He brushes his fingers over my body until they’re down to my clit. My body’s so responsive to his touch, and I arch my back against him.

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