Chapter 53
KYLIE
As important as these conversations were, I hadn’t come here to tell Luc no at every turn. On the way over here, I had felt so full of hope.
I watched as Liam devoured his dinner and helped myself to a glass of water. Luc’s mood had gone from hopeful to almost somber. None of that was my goal.
“Hey,” I said as he rinsed the cat food can in the sink, his back to me.
“What?”
His eyes searched mine. Oh man. Desire pooled in my core. I had missed this man.
“I was thinking that we don’t need condoms anymore.”
The can clattered in the sink, and Luc covered the distance between us in less than two steps. My back hit the counter with a thud. He’d gone feral.
His mouth was on mine, and he lifted me onto the counter as my mouth opened, our tongues battling as we made up for lost time.
“Are you sure?”
“There was no one else for me. How about for you?”
“No one.” Luc’s voice cracked with emotion as he answered.
Relief flooded through me. I needed the answer before we were intimate, but I couldn’t have handled any other answer.
“I’ve had some issues lately.”
“Yeah?”
He watched with hunger as I pulled my shirt up over my head. My B-cup breasts were now overflowing from the D-cup I had bought when I could no longer clasp my old bras.
“Fu-uck, Ky. Where did these come from?”
“They just showed up overnight.”
That was the best explanation, because it was as if they had grown overnight.
I shrugged, and Luc’s hand snaked behind me, releasing the clasp.
As soon as it opened, my breasts dropped, and his mouth was on mine again.
He cupped one breast in his hand, rolling his thumb over my nipple.
I arched into his hand. Surprised at how sensitive I was.
I had been sore throughout the first trimester, and now, outside of the heaviness, that was gone.
I tore my mouth from his.
“I’ve had trouble—I can finish, but I’m never satisfied.”
He groaned and reached for the zipper on my jeans. I lifted my hips, eager for him to get the stiff fabric out of the way.
“You’ll let me know if I hurt you?”
I nodded as my jeans hit the floor, followed by my panties. His hand landed possessively on my belly, and he placed a kiss there before his thumb found my clit, and two fingers easily slipped inside me.
“Shit, you’re soaked, aren’t you, baby?”
“Hmm.”
I pressed my hips into his hand, rocking against him, desperate for some friction. He watched as I bucked against him, giving me what I needed as I quickly came all over his fingers. I sucked his lower lip into my mouth, still needy, and my hips still moving, seeking relief.
He lifted me off the counter and carried me upstairs without breaking the connection.
“You weren’t kidding, baby. Let me take care of you.”
“Please.” My plea released on a sigh, and I relaxed, trusting Luc to leave me satisfied. I had missed how he took care of me, not just sexually, but with anything I needed when we were together.
When he set me on the edge of the bed and dropped to his knees, I let my legs fall open. I hadn’t trimmed my hair recently, but he didn’t care.
“Sorry, I wasn’t planning on having you up close and personal. I would have trimmed.”
“Kylie, I don’t care if you grow a full bush or wax everything off, as long as I get to taste you.”
He teased, running the tip of his nose up my inner thigh, and when his mouth dipped between my legs and he sucked my clit into it, my head dropped back, one hand grasping his hair, holding him to me as I ground my hips against him.
His tongue flattened against me, and I cried out as I shattered on his face.
I pulled his face to mine, tasting myself on him.
“I need to feel you.”
Grabbing at his shirt, I tugged it out of his pants and reached for his belt. Our mouths separated only so I could pull his shirt over his head. He helped by kicking off his pants. He stood in front of me, my face at his waist, his erection strained in his black briefs.
My eyes met his as I slipped my fingers into his waistband, sliding his briefs over his hips. Grasping the base of his hard cock, I flicked my tongue right where I knew he was most sensitive.
“I love you, you know that?” I asked, and he swallowed hard, nodding as I took him deep in my throat. He rocked his hips into me, lips parted, breath hitching. I felt the power of his reaction, his cock in my mouth, and him unable to hide what it did to him.
He pulled out and pressed me back onto the bed, crawling over me. I spread my legs wide and wrapped them around his hips. His thick cock sliding along my clit, our hands met, and we both grabbed his shaft at the same time to notch him at my entrance.
“Kylie, eyes, baby.”
As he sank into me, his entire body shook over mine.
“Fuck. So fucking good.”
It came out as a plea. He rolled onto his back, bringing me with him so I could control the depth.
“You aren’t going to hurt me.”
At my last appointment, I had asked if sex could hurt the baby. The answer was no. Unless there were other issues, we were free and clear. If he had rolled onto his back to protect me, I needed him to know it was unnecessary.
“I know. I want to watch you.”
My hand cupped his jaw, thumb rubbing the stubble on his chin. His lips were swollen from a combination of our kisses and when he went down on me.
“I missed this. Not only the sex, but this, our connection.”
As I studied him, I noticed some new ink below his heart. I traced the script with my fingertip.
Lucky.
“What’s this?”
“It’s us. Luc—Ky. Lucky.”
I swallowed hard. “When did you get it?”
“The first night when I got to Florida. I wanted a permanent reminder of how lucky I had been to have you.”
My heart exploded as I leaned down and kissed the script. I rocked against him as he pulled my mouth down to his.
“I love you.” My declaration rushed out as a sigh.
Luc flipped me on my back and drove into me, watching as my tits bounced.
“I wanted to hold back, baby. But it’s been too long.”
I loved watching Luc as he fucked me. The control he’d always maintained slipped. His strokes were more frantic, his pace uneven.
“Where do you want me to come?” His breath came out in harsh pants.
“Inside me.”
That did him in, two more thrusts, and he stilled, groaning loudly, collapsing on top of me, careful not to crush my stomach. He pulled out, moving to his knees, and used his finger to push his cum back inside me.
“Huh, I never thought that would happen.”
“What?” I asked, worried that maybe I was bleeding. While the doctor had assured me that sex was safe, I had been afraid I’d bleed since the moment I found out I was pregnant.
“I guess I have a breeding kink.”
He stared at me with wonder, and I couldn’t help myself; I started laughing.
“God, this is so fucking hot.”
“Okay, but I’d like to clean up. Please let me know when you’re done.”
Luc scooped me up and carried me into the bathroom, setting me on my feet and waiting for me to pee. I had forgotten about how he turned into a caretaker after sex.
After finishing on the toilet, we brushed our teeth. My toothbrush was still in the holder.
“How long do you think it will be before things like seeing my toothbrush won’t hurt anymore?”
“I don’t know, Ky. But I’m a patient man, and I’m willing to work to erase those memories.”