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“It’s nothing,” he said.
“Yes it is. I haven’t even started thinking about buying stuff for the baby. I’ve been so focused on work.” She moved away from him so she could have a better look at the crib. ” When did you get it?” she asked.
“I bought it last week when you were away,” he replied. “I wanted you to be surprised…I know that a lot has been going on and you’ve been so busy. I wanted to do something to make you happy… And from the look on your face, it was totally worth it”.
She smiled. “Oh Julian. Thank you so much. I love you.”
He smiled and pulled her closer to him. “You know it’s been a while since I have heard you say that to me?”
“It has?”
“Yeah.”
“I’m sorry”
“It’s alright. I know it’s because you’ve been really occupied, but I’d love it if you said it more. It makes me so happy when you do.”
He smashed her body tighter against his and Nina gasped. “I’ll keep that in mind” she said breathlessly.
Julian’s broad chest and those lean hips were hypnotising her. When he suddenly turned her around and pulled her back against him, his arm across her midriff, she almost melted. She had to close her eyes and try not to let out a low moan of pleasure.
When he bent and kissed her neck, her head fell back. “I’ve missed you so much” he whispered in her ear, still planting kisses all over her neck and shoulder, making it difficult for her to think about anything else but him and his touch.
“I’ve missed you too” Nina said huskily as she turned to face him again, her eyes seemingly riveted to Julian’s mouth.
“Would you like me to show you just how much I missed you?” His voice was low and dark with promise as he pulled her even closer, and Nina’s eyes widened on his when she felt the hard thrust of his arousal just above the apex of her legs. The silk of her dress was no barrier to the size and strength of it. Hot liquid seemed to pool southwards in answer to his body’s calling. Her hand clenched on his shoulder, as if to stop herself falling.
“See?” he asked mockingly, his smile dangerous with sensual intent.
Nina could barely hold it together. A bone-deep tremor was starting to build up through her whole body. She felt Julian’s hand go to her neck, massaging the delicate skin, undoing her hair so that it fell down her back. A shudder of pure desire ran through her, making her move instinctively against him, eliciting a deep growl from his throat. She turned her face into his neck, her hand resting on the hair at the back of his collar. He brought their joined hands close to his chest. Her lips were so close to his hot skin. The slightly musky smell was an overwhelming temptation to snake out her tongue and taste. She could feel the kick of his pulse under her tongue and exhilaration fired her blood.
Julian pulled her even closer, urgency in his movements. “Let’s get to the bedroom, Red”This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.
Nina could do nothing but nod silently.
Everything happened quickly. Julian took her by the hand and led her to his bedroom.
Nina found herself standing in Julian’s bedroom, facing him. Both of them were breathing harshly. Standing in there felt utterly right, as necessary as breathing. Julian emitted a guttural sound of satisfaction and pulled her in so tight against him she didn’t know if it was his heartbeat or hers she could feel thumping so loudly and heavily. His mouth seemed to hover over hers for a long moment, as if relishing the anticipation, the moment, and then, with one hand spearing her hair possessively, his mouth slanted down onto hers, and Nina gave herself up to the maelstrom that erupted instantly around them.
All she was aware of was the burning need inside her, the prospect of fulfillment more heady than anything she’d ever known.
She held her half-removed dress to her chest, not even knowing how it had become undone, and with a deep ragged breath let it go. It pooled at her feet in a swirl of vibrant blue silk. She kicked off her shoes and stood before Julian in nothing but lace pants.
“Come here,” he said throatily.
Nina moved forward and started to undo his shirt, fingers grazing and revealing dark skin covered in a smattering of dark hair. He was so masculine, and it resonated with something deep within her. Recognition of a mate. Her belly quivered. He hadn’t touched her yet, and it was all the more erotic for that. Her breasts felt full and aching and tight, the tips tingling painfully.
Nina pushed his shirt off his shoulders and down his arms, and it too joined her dress in a pool of white on the floor.
She trailed her hands down across his defined pectorals, felt his indrawn sharp breath as her fingers trailed lower. She looked down, and amidst the haze of heat that seemed to surround them saw a small scar on his shoulder. She traced it lightly, and then bent forward to press a soft kiss to it.
Julian sucked in a breath at the feel of her lips and her breath there. Her hair fell over one shoulder, and when she stood again he looked greedily at her lush form in all its glory. The feminine hips, long legs…up again to full breasts. Now as his eyes drifted over her he decided whoever said pregnancy wasn’t sexy clearly hadn’t been there, because never had a body look more ripe or overtly feminine. He quite literally ached to touch her, but this sweet anticipation was too exquisite.
With a voice he barely recognised as his own because it was so full of raw need, he said, “Undress me. Please.”
Nina looked up into Julian’s face. She knew if he threw her on the bed right now and took her with no further ado she’d be ready. She felt indecently damp between her thighs. With him everything felt natural, right, and that made her happy.
Feeling unbearably emotional for a second, she stepped forward and reached up to put her arms around his neck, bringing her breasts into contact with his chest. A shudder of reaction ran through both of them, and it took all of Nina’s strength to stay standing and say somewhat shakily, belying her outward show of confidence.
“I will undress you-but first…a kiss.” she said.