Page 127 of Unbound

I kissed his jaw and nuzzled in, putting my head on his chest.

God, he was giving me the feels again. The look on his face; the love I felt.

“I love you.” I cried happy tears onto his chest and then, exhausted from being up almost all night with Carina the night before, I fell asleep on his chest, my hand on our baby’s back. I heard him whisper, “Love you more, baby girl.”

Four Weeks Later

Today is the day, my six weeks are up. I had my check-up and my doctor gave me a green light.

We can have sex tonight. Woo hoo!

I got the baby bathed and to bed. She had taken a big feeding, so I was hoping she’d sleep for a bit.

I was freshly shaved everywhere that needed shaving and I’d put on a cute empire waist style silky nightie. It’d take some sit-ups and running to get my body back, but this looked kinda cute on me. I twirled in front of the mirror and he caught me. Hestopped in his tracks inside the bedroom doorway and his eyes emitted heat as he took me in.

My face went pink.

“Hi.”

“Hey.” Tommy was moving toward me.

“How’s it going?” I asked, cheekily, tilting my head at him.

“Better now.” He started undoing his coffee-colored button-down shirt.

“Where’s the baby? She sleepin’?” He went for his belt.

How sexy is it to watch a man undo his belt when you know he’s undoing it in order to come at you and give you pleasure?

His hands were on me. My nightie went up, his hands went there, and my clit buzzed.

“No panties, fuck. You’re gonna make me come before my dick is outta my pants. Open those legs wide for me,” He tossed me back on the bed possessively. Wow. I bounced a little before he landed on me. I winced.

“What? I hurt you? Your incision?” He looked panicked.

“It’s okay.” I reached for him and kissed his chest.

His hands went to my hips. “Fuck you’re so soft and beautiful,” he said.

“You mean a chunky monkey?” I asked.

He’d called Carina that the day before, because her cheeks were chubbing right up.

“No, you’re gorgeous. Look at you, my fucking beautiful baby girl. He kissed each of my hips and then he kissed my C-section scar.

He hated that they had to cut me open. He’d pampered me the past six weeks, making sure I wasn’t in too much pain while I healed, doing everything for me. Foot rubs, doing the laundry, even! He didn’t let Sarah pamper me the way she wanted because he wanted to do it himself.

“I missed touching you like this, baby girl,” he said, his tongue going between my legs. “Mm, so fucking wet and sweet.”

My head rolled back.

“Hold those legs wide for me,” he said, putting his fingers between my legs. “Let me see your pussy clench as you come.” I arched my back and it wasn’t long before I started to come under the onslaught of his fingers, knowing his gaze was on me down there, seeing the heated expression on his face.

“Hard, baby. I need you. Now,” I demanded.

He stared at my pussy, and then his eyes locked with mine as he licked me, back to front, his tongue hooking and then twirling at my asshole for a split second.

Whoa.

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