an uneven gait.
“What? And why are the lights off in the main room?”
Her smile was infectious and he couldn’t help but return it.
“There is something I have always wanted to do and since you’re here, I’m here and this section of the building is empty. Well, I thought you would be willing to help me with a little fantasy of mine.”
“That is?” He reached out to snag her around the waist and watched as she wiggled out of his space.
“Locker room sex.”
“Say again.”
“You heard me.” She shifted and moved behind a wall of lockers. “Come and find me, Lucas.” Her voice drifted away.
He walked in her direction then turned sharply and moved the opposite way. The only sound in the room was the slight squeak from the springs in his prosthetic. He pressed his back flush to the wall and eased around the corner. She was on the other end peering around the edge and no doubt looking for him. He bit back his laughter. In her condition she certainly wasn’t built for stealth. Slowly he eased up behind her.
“Hope,” he whispered and she jumped twisting around with fists raised.
“You were supposed to catch me, not sneak up on me.”
“Okay.” He shook his head trying to understand her flawed logic.
“Sorry. You caught me. So do what you will with me.” She threw her arms up and fell against him.
“I love you, you know that.” He snapped his mouth shut. It was too late to call back the words.
Her arms tightened around him and she rubbed her face against his torso. He felt dampness on his skin. Uncertainty made him look down.
“Hey, hey, why the tears? I would think my loving you is a good thing and if I’m not mistaken you’re supposed to return the sentiment.” He reared back and slid a couple of fingers under her chin to lift her face.
“Do you have any idea how complicated you’ve made things?” She gripped his wrist.
“I don’t care about the problems it causes. I care about how you feel about me. Do you love me, Hope?”
She balanced herself by holding onto him as she rose to the tips of her toes. Using her other hand she cupped his head to pull him down. He felt the zing of their kiss pull in his crotch. Almost as if the nerves were directly connected. Her belly had almost doubled in size since they’d met and as bad as he wanted to crush her against him and take what she offered, the baby came first. Glancing behind him, he took a step back and dropped to the bench, disregarding the sting from the wooden surface and tugged her down into his lap.
“That’s better. Where were w—”
She swooped in placing her lips against his before he could finish the sentence.
Lucas slipped his arms around her middle resting his hands on her hip. He closed his eyes and enjoyed the tiny stings from her teeth nipping at his lips. While allowing her to explore his mouth, he felt her hands roaming over his chest and shoulders. At that moment, he understood she needed to feel in control and he was more than happy to give her that.
Her explorations had his dick so hard it thumped against his shorts and he could no longer hold back the low grunts that were now escaping past his lips. The open mouthed kisses she was placing on his neck had him forming fists at her side. He would give her time, as much as she needed to play with his body. Her hands were everywhere and when her fingers skimmed down the center of his back he had to catch his breath before gritting his teeth. Hope pulled away from his upper body and caressed his jaw.
“I’ve never liked a man with a low beard on his chin but on you I find it very sexy.”
He opened his eyes to her solemn gaze.
“Thanks for the heads up, now I may never shave.” He felt his heart stutter in his chest when she smiled.
“Hmm.” Hope leaned in and rubbed her cheek against his.
“Hope, if you keep this up, I won’t be responsible
“What? And why are the lights off in the main room?”
Her smile was infectious and he couldn’t help but return it.
“There is something I have always wanted to do and since you’re here, I’m here and this section of the building is empty. Well, I thought you would be willing to help me with a little fantasy of mine.”
“That is?” He reached out to snag her around the waist and watched as she wiggled out of his space.
“Locker room sex.”
“Say again.”
“You heard me.” She shifted and moved behind a wall of lockers. “Come and find me, Lucas.” Her voice drifted away.
He walked in her direction then turned sharply and moved the opposite way. The only sound in the room was the slight squeak from the springs in his prosthetic. He pressed his back flush to the wall and eased around the corner. She was on the other end peering around the edge and no doubt looking for him. He bit back his laughter. In her condition she certainly wasn’t built for stealth. Slowly he eased up behind her.
“Hope,” he whispered and she jumped twisting around with fists raised.
“You were supposed to catch me, not sneak up on me.”
“Okay.” He shook his head trying to understand her flawed logic.
“Sorry. You caught me. So do what you will with me.” She threw her arms up and fell against him.
“I love you, you know that.” He snapped his mouth shut. It was too late to call back the words.
Her arms tightened around him and she rubbed her face against his torso. He felt dampness on his skin. Uncertainty made him look down.
“Hey, hey, why the tears? I would think my loving you is a good thing and if I’m not mistaken you’re supposed to return the sentiment.” He reared back and slid a couple of fingers under her chin to lift her face.
“Do you have any idea how complicated you’ve made things?” She gripped his wrist.
“I don’t care about the problems it causes. I care about how you feel about me. Do you love me, Hope?”
She balanced herself by holding onto him as she rose to the tips of her toes. Using her other hand she cupped his head to pull him down. He felt the zing of their kiss pull in his crotch. Almost as if the nerves were directly connected. Her belly had almost doubled in size since they’d met and as bad as he wanted to crush her against him and take what she offered, the baby came first. Glancing behind him, he took a step back and dropped to the bench, disregarding the sting from the wooden surface and tugged her down into his lap.
“That’s better. Where were w—”
She swooped in placing her lips against his before he could finish the sentence.
Lucas slipped his arms around her middle resting his hands on her hip. He closed his eyes and enjoyed the tiny stings from her teeth nipping at his lips. While allowing her to explore his mouth, he felt her hands roaming over his chest and shoulders. At that moment, he understood she needed to feel in control and he was more than happy to give her that.
Her explorations had his dick so hard it thumped against his shorts and he could no longer hold back the low grunts that were now escaping past his lips. The open mouthed kisses she was placing on his neck had him forming fists at her side. He would give her time, as much as she needed to play with his body. Her hands were everywhere and when her fingers skimmed down the center of his back he had to catch his breath before gritting his teeth. Hope pulled away from his upper body and caressed his jaw.
“I’ve never liked a man with a low beard on his chin but on you I find it very sexy.”
He opened his eyes to her solemn gaze.
“Thanks for the heads up, now I may never shave.” He felt his heart stutter in his chest when she smiled.
“Hmm.” Hope leaned in and rubbed her cheek against his.
“Hope, if you keep this up, I won’t be responsible
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