The Greek's Pregnant Lover

Chapter 57

Then that made them even, as she had a way of making him feel like a superhero. He put his hands out to her. “Come here.”

She shook her head, the curls she’d put in her silky blond hair swaying against her shoulders. “Not yet.”

“Why not?”

“You are wearing too many clothes.”

“And you don’t want to unwrap me?” he teased.

“Another time.”

“You want me to undress for you.”

“You know I do.”

He did. If he had a tendency to unwrap her like a gift, she made no bones about the fact she got a lot of pleasure out of watching him undress.

He didn’t have to do anything corny, like try to emulate a male stripper. Simply removing his clothes in his regular, methodical way could get her color up and turn her breathing erratic.

fell on the floor. His tie came next, then the dress shirt that felt as constricting as a straightjacket. He toed his shoes and socks off, then his slacks slid down his hips with a single shake before he stepped out of them. There was already a dark wet spot on the front of the black briefs that

this

put his arms out, offering himself

her bow-shaped lips.

“It’s less than you.”

chin as if she was thinking that over. Then she shrugged and bent forward, giving him a tempting view of

her garters and looked up at him, sensual invitation glowing

then

your

he did so. He did the other leg before returning to the

Her voice was as

stocking and then caressed up and down her legs. “Your skin is silkier

talk,” she stuttered out as her knees

wrapped an arm around her waist to help her stand. “Is that bone in your

and he’d loved it, but the stiffened fabric had never had anything unyielding sewn in

stays,” she managed to say

waist, unexpectedly turned on even more by how it felt. “We’re courting danger here. If I come in my briefs, blame your

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