Page 24 of Wild Devotion
“As long as it’s what you want,” she adds quickly.
I stroke her cheek. “Oh honey…” The words choke in my throat. I never thought I’d be a father. “I’ll give you more babies if that’s what you want. Let me be a father to Cody, and I’ll show you what a father I can be.”
Tears shine in her eyes, and I wipe them away with my thumb. “I already know you’ll make a great dad.”
Her words ease my last doubts. This is really happening. I’ve got my woman, and we have a future together. Pure happiness shoots through my veins, and a huge grin spreads over my face.
“We better get some practice in.”
She giggles, and I kiss her through the smile and through the tears. Isla sighs into my mouth, and I kiss her harder. My hand snakes into her hair and I loosen the top knot, letting her hair cascade over her shoulders.
“You’re beautiful.”
She raises an eyebrow. “In a milk-stained top and hair I haven’t washed in four days?”
I look down at her top critically. It hugs her breasts inthe most delicious way. “You’re right. This top needs to come off.”
My fingers tremble as I undo the top button of her checkered shirt. It’s been a long time since I undressed a woman and never one who I loved the way I love Isla.
Slowly I unravel her, button by button until the shirt falls open. Isla’s hand jolts up to cover her maternity bra.
“I don’t have any other bras that fit at the moment.” She bites her bottom lip, looking embarrassed. But I couldn’t care less about the plain practical bra.
I pry her fingers gently away. “We better get this off too.”
She giggles, and I reach around behind her to undo the clasp. I’m out of practice and my fingers fumble. “I feel like a fucking virgin. It’s been so long.”
Isla smiles. “I like that. I’d be worried if you could undo a maternity bra one handed.”
She undoes the clasp, and the straps go loose on her shoulders. I slide the bra down her shoulders and suck in my breath when it falls off, revealing her heavy breasts.
My dick jerks in my pants, and I almost lose it. “Fuck, Isla, you’re fucking gorgeous.”
I cup her left breast and press my lips to the skin. My research tells me she’ll be sensitive so I bypass the nipples, caressing every other part of her instead.
Her hands run down my chest, and she tugs at the bottom of my t-shirt. I help her shrug it off and discard it on the floor next to her clothes.
Her hands trail over my body, and my muscles flex under her touch. Her fingertips brush against my hardchest, making my skin heat. Then she leans forward to kiss my chest.
Every press of her lips has jolts of heat coursing through my body. My body’s on fire, and every flame leads to my dick. I’m so hard it’s painful.
I long to be inside her, but I’m not sure how the logistics are going to work. I’m not sure if I can balance or what positions are best for a double amputee. So I go on instinct, leaning into her and pressing our bodies together, loving how it feels good and how her little whimpers tell me it’s good for her.
Her hand glides lower down my chest, and I suck in a nervous breath when she gets to my lower torso. “Can I touch you down there?”
I know what she’s asking. No one touches what remains of my legs except my physical therapist. But if I’m going to let Isla in, I need to let her in all the way.
“Yes.” My voice is little more than a croak. “If you want to.”
Her hand glides over my bulge and to the top of my left thigh. It’s been so long since anyone touched me there that the sensation makes my phantom leg jerk. Isla pauses and turns her questioning gaze to me, asking silently if this is still okay.
I hold my breath and nod. This is more intimate that I ever imagined, and it scares the shit out of me. What if she’s turned off by what she finds? I fight the urge to push her away and instead unbutton my jeans.
“Take your pants off,” I instruct her. If I’m going to expose all of me, then I want both of us naked.
I wriggle out of my jeans, then take a deep breath and pull down my briefs. Our clothes are discarded on the floor. And then we’re both naked. Since the accident, I haven’t been naked in front of anyone who wasn’t a medical professional. I’m thankful for the dim light.
I’m breathing hard and terrified she’ll be turned off by what she sees. I hold my breath as she traces her fingers up my inner thigh. At the same time her lips press to my right nipple, and the sensation makes me jerk against her. My hardness bumps into her arm, and Isla giggles.
