Its already consuming me and he has barely used any pressure. The hand that was resting on my hard stomach starts to move down, lower and lower, until its at my waist band.
"Avery," I mumble and he pauses. "I want to, I do, but I can't." He doesn't listen as he dips two fingers under the fabric and brushes along my warmed skin. "Avery, I really can't."
My thighs squeeze together, both to keep him away and to try to take away from the need I feel between my legs. He doesn't dip any lower, he just keeps his fingers brushing along the skin inside the band, directly above my panty line. "Cassie," he whispers in my ear.
"Mm," is all I can manage to say.
He licks the skin behind my ear, causing the hair on my arm to stand straight up. "Just pretend to be asleep."
My eyes flash open and I tilt my head so I can see him out of the corner of my eye. "Excuse me?" I ask.
He gives me a shy smile, his eyes sparkling in mischief. "Just pretend to be asleep. Trust me."
I swallow hard and nod my head slowly, closing my eyes while resting my head back on the pillow, away from him. His hand dips lower, going under the fabric of my panties, until he is met with the moisture that claims my need for him. Adding a little pressure, he starts rubbing circles directly on my clit, dipping his fingers inside my sex for only a moment to get his fingers wet once more. He continues the motion back and forth, until I can feel tingles start at my feet and grow up my legs, meeting in the middle.
My lip quivers as my body is just seconds away from releasing the built up pleasure but then he stops. I practically growl at him and he chuckles behind me. "You're not sleeping if you’re grinding your hips to meet my fingers or making noises like that. Keep still and let me continue."
I bite down on my lip to stop myself from saying anything or moaning. The bed dips behind me and before I know it, I'm being rolled onto my back and my pants and underwear are being stripped off from me. "Avery," I say to stop him but he puts a finger over my lip. I can both smell and taste my arousal on his finger and for some odd reason, I'm turned on even more.
His hands spread me apart and his tongue flickers out, licking the slit at my heat, adding pressure directly on my clit. Shit, this isn't supposed to be happening, but damn if I'm stopping him now. I'm only seconds away from getting off. The second Avery adds two fingers inside me, my world crumbles apart and I scream out in pure ecstasy.
Avery doesn't stop until my body can't handle any more thrashing around. He looks up at me from between my legs, grinning wide. "God, you're so beautiful when you come."
I try my best to glare at him but I can't help grinning back. Shit, I'm messing up again!
His mouth starts kissing from my mound all the way up until it reaches my navel. His hands rub either side of my almost rounded belly and he just stares down. I'm in awe but I'm also heartbroken, because I can see the disappointment on his face. "You're still so tiny," he whispers.
"I've been really sick, I lost over fifteen pounds."
He looks up at me like he could hurt someone. "Why?"
I smile and run one of my hands down the side of his face. "Morning sickness. Sickness over the smell of cinnamon, or over the smell of seafood, or the taste of bagels and cheese and tomatoes."
"Your favorites." He lifts an eyebrow.
I pout out my lip. "I know. I think its my punishment."
"Punishment?" He kisses my belly before