her
waist and up over her small round bump to her shoulders. He couldn’t help but
kiss those pink upturned parted lips. It went on for what felt like a lifetime
and beyond, and every time he thought it might finish she pushed her lips
harder against his, and he let his tongue dance a tango with hers.
It was only when his breath caught and
he could feel her heaving chest against his that he paused.
Damn…this had to stop they needed to
talk…they had to talk…but perhaps just one more kiss.
Chapter
6
Belle breathed in, for a split second it
was as though they were back in Virginia. Their ease of movement, a moment of
joining that would, and did, give them a lifetime connection. For the first time,
she didn’t care that she shouldn’t be doing this. It was the most sensual
experience of her life.
It was a moment in time just like
before. Belle knew she should stop it, but how? It was like a potent drink—once
you took that first drop and tasted the sweet nectar you just wanted to sip
every last drop and even lick out the bottom. Dear God, what was happening to
her?
Ethan Thompson . That’s what
was happening.
“Sweetheart, I would love for us to make
love right here and now.”
“Why do I hear a ‘but’ in your tone?”
Ethan rested his forehead on hers. Belle
moved her hands from around his neck to the large hands that rested on her
hips, and covered them wrapping her fingers with his. She felt safe when he
gripped hers and raised them above her head. It seemed as though Ethan couldn’t
stop himself. He kissed her again, rendering her boneless against the onslaught
of those warm, soft lips.
Every time she thought he’d finished, he
started all over again. His tongue was persistent and it danced sensually with hers.
The solid pressure of his hard body against hers told her that she was going
nowhere soon.
Only the need for air separated
them but he only moved back far enough so that he could kiss his way down her
neck, moving her sweater to one side so that he could rain small soft kisses
along her collarbone.
She tipped her head to one side.” I
think that we either stop this now or move to somewhere more comfortable.”
“You don’t like being ravished
against the wall.” He chuckled and then pursed his lips as he lifted his head
to look at her.
“I like it too much,” she said as her
mind carved out every detail of his handsome face. She wasn’t sure what was
happening…the baby was something they had made together and although the
feelings in her heart were strong for Ethan— and had been the first moment she
set eyes on him— the thought of him wanting her just because she was pregnant
with his child made her wince inwardly
At this instant she could see the desire
in his eyes and that decided her to take this moment where he wanted her and not what she represented. A responsibility that he’d not asked for.
How lucky was she to have a memory of
something that was so very special. If it hadn’t been for the baby maybe they
would have taken this further. Her heartbeat reverberated through her ears…Holy
cow, she didn’t just have feelings for this man…Belle was in love with him! Was
that even possible after only being with him once?
“Did I kiss you enough?”
“Not nearly enough,” she whispered.
His grin was so captivating, she wondered
if he knew how utterly sexy he was when he smiled at her with that desire in
his eyes.
“However I believe that before you
kissed me you were about to object to us getting somewhat closer than we have
been,” she teased.
“That was before you suggested us
getting comfortable.” His gravelly voice was sexy to her ears.
Her nipples hardened painfully against
the wool of her sweater.
“While I would willingly follow you up
those stairs, you obviously were worried enough to say something.” She gave him
a gentle shove and took his hand so that he followed her into the sitting room.
His groan made Belle grin as she