A Second Chance at Forever

Chapter 1432

Despite his restlessness, Bernard restrained himself. Between passionate kisses, he would ease off, even using his prominent nose to nuzzle against Eleanor’s cheek, seeking her favor.

“Five more minutes of kissing, okay?” he bargained.

Eleanor, panting delicately, felt a heat coursing through her-a consequence of her pregnancy hormones, no doubt. It was a warmth that quickly turned into a blaze, rivaling even Bernard’s intensity, “You’re injured; don’t move around too much.”

She pushed him gently to lie back, but Bernard, with a swift motion, caught her wrist and then wrapped his arm around her waist. With a bit of strength, he pulled her onto his body.

He didn’t ask Eleanor for permission this time. Lifting his hand, he cradled the back of her head and pressed down, capturing her red lips once more accurately.

Amid their tumbling, Eleanor felt Bernard’s arousal against her, and the thought made her cheeks burn even redder.

Despite considering his injury and their unborn child, they didn’t take it further, but it was a lengthy entanglement nonetheless. Eleanor’s clothes were nearly ruined by Bernard’s eager hands.

“Honey,” he murmured seductively, nibbling on Eleanor’s earlobe. “I want you.”

Eleanor, feeling her resolve weakening, quickly shifted away from his sensitive touches. “You can wait.”

Bernard, trying to contain the tension in his lower abdomen, knew they could resume their intimate moments six months into the pregnancy, but with his injury, they had to wait. “Not until you’re healed,” she insisted.

lost a great deal of blood from the gunshot wound, and it was no time

own injuries, was holding back not for his sake but for the baby’s. He was afraid he

them, then looked at her with her flushed

for that-it’s because you need to be taken care of

He longed to provide her with the very best the world could offer in hopes of

reached out and looped her arm

Within the short span of those twenty days, Eleanor regained her rosy complexion, and though she didn’t

stay in the hospital for another week for observation, but Bernard was adamant about not staying any

so they spent the night at a hotel. Eleanor’s belly had grown noticeably, and Bernard, worried about her comfort while bathing, insisted on helping her.

prepared the bath with great care before gently lifting Eleanor into the

to wander, sliding from her lower back to her chest. Upon his

all healed.” he

he was asking. She couldn’t help but smile

a wild stallion unleashed, eagerly joined her in the tub.

Eleanor placed her hands against his

here, it’s too hard,” she protested gently.

just three words before lifting her from the water. He didn’t care about the wetness as he carried her to the bed,