The Proposition (The Proposition #1)(43)
“Yes,” she said softly.
He titled his head to the side, smiling up at her. “Damn. That’s pretty amazing when you stop to think about it.”
The tiny fluttering of her heart broke into a full gallop at his words. “It is.”
When Aidan leaned in to feather tender kisses across her belly, Emma came undone. The gesture brought tears to her eyes. She bit down so hard on her bottom lip to keep from sobbing that a metallic rush of blood filled her mouth. Just as she thought she might go over the emotional abyss, he flicked his tongue over her cl*t while his fingers sought out her core. Gasping, she brought her hand to his hair and fisted the strands. All thoughts escaped her mind except for the exquisite torment of his tongue as it licked and sucked over her sex.
It didn’t take long for her to throw her head back and cry out his name as she came. As her body was still reeling, he gripped her waist and spun her around, pushing her towards the bed. Emma fought the wave of dizziness that spiraled over her that was unfortunately not the usual post orgasm kind, but instead was another aspect of pregnancy plaguing her.
With a hungry smile, Aidan pressed her down onto the mattress. But then when positioned himself over her body, he froze. He then rocked back to sit on his knees between her legs. “What’s wrong?” Emma asked.
He scratched his head. “Um, I don’t quite know how to say this.”
Propping up on her elbows, Emma asked, “What do you mean?”
“Here’s the thing. I’m kind of afraid.”
Emma felt like her eyebrows were going to shoot right off her forehead. “Excuse me?”
“What I mean is, I’m afraid of doing something that will hurt the baby. Like crushing it with my body on yours or thrusting too deep or some shit like that.”
“Oh, I see,” she murmured. She fought the urge to laugh at the absurdity of the situation. Never in a million years would she have imagined Aidan being afraid of sex.
“Well, my doctor didn’t say anything about abstaining from sex, so I think we’ll be fine.”
Hope flashed in Aidan’s eyes. “You think?”
She could no longer hold back her laugher. “Yes, I’m positive.”
“Oh, so this is funny now?”
She nodded. “If you could see the look on your face.”
Scowling, he crossed his arms over his chest. “Well, excuse me, for wanting to protect our child.”
Emma rose up and took Aidan’s face in her hands. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have laughed. It’s just that most couples, married or unmarried, don’t stop ha**ng s*x when pregnancy happens.” When he started to argue, she put a finger over his lips to silence him. “But I do appreciate your worry and concern. Each and every time we’ve been together, you’ve always been considerate not to do anything that would hurt me. I’m sure you’ll continue doing the same thing now.”
He grimaced. “It’s just…I’m worried because it’s been awhile for me. If I’m being totally honest, it’s one of the longest periods of going without sex in my adult life, and I’m worried about getting too carried away.”
“It’ll be fine. Trust me, I’ll let you know if something is wrong.”
Aidan gave her a wary look before he nodded.
“Now why don’t you make love to me? Nice and slow,” she said.
Aidan blew out a puff of air. “I can try.”
Emma couldn’t help giggling at the determined expression on his face. “I can’t believe Mr. Aidan Fitzgerald—Sex God Extraordinaire—is doubting his bedroom abilities.”
At her taunting, Aidan’s expressed flipped over from anxious to smoldering in barely a second. “There goes that mouth of yours again,” he replied, his voice low and husky.
“Umm, hmm,” Emma murmured, bringing his face to hers. She needed his warm lips on hers desperately. Sliding her tongue into his mouth, she caressed his, causing him to groan deep in the back of his throat.
Emma reached between them and took his erection in her hand. She stroked him hard and fast, causing Aidan’s jaw to clench. After working his glorious length a few more moments, Aidan grunted, his h*ps bucking back and forth into her hand.
“Em,” he murmured.
She then guided his erection to her folds. He entered her slowly, tediously, inch by inch, until she was filled with him. She realized then how much she had missed the feeling of him being inside her. When he pulled out, Emma gasped at the empty feeling. His frantic eyes met hers, and she smiled. “It’s okay. Keep doing what you’re doing.”
“I’ll try,” he replied, plunging back inside of her.
Emma gripped Aidan’s shoulders while widening her legs. His pace became exquisitely languorous. With each stroke, Emma raised her h*ps to meet him. They moved in perfect unison together, panting and drawing breaths in the same measure.
Aidan took Emma’s hand and brought it between them. “Touch yourself,” he instructed. Embarrassment filled her at his request. When she started to jerk her hand away, Aidan shook his head. “If you won’t touch yourself, then touch me…touch us.”
A shudder went through her at his words, and she felt herself not only relenting but feeling wildly turned on. Tentatively, she slid her hand down to where they were joined, feeling him sliding in and out of her. She ran her fingers over his cock, slick from their shared arousals. Aidan moaned in approval. “Yeah, babe. Oh f**k, that feels good.” After working him over, she finally brought her hand back to her cl*t and started to stroke and rub it.