Untraceable by Lindsay Delagair Read Free Book Online Page B

“Are you okay, now?”
    “ You nearly put me in the
hospital!” I snapped.
    “ That would have been a
fun one to explain in the ER,” he quipped.
    “ Micah the sex was
fantastic, but, baby, the next time you do this to me should be
when I’m not pregnant. I thought I was going into
labor.”
    “ I’m sorry,” he said with
a soft smile. “I got a little carried away, but you’re so wonderful
and you feel so good to me, I didn’t want to stop telling you about
the experience.”
    I finally found my smile, “I thought
that was what you were saying, but I wasn’t sure. You’ll have to
explain it to me in English sometime.”
    “ No,” he chuckled. “It
sounds much better in French. In English you might find it a little
on the dirty side. It’s going to be morning here in a little while,
close your eyes, baby, you need some sleep.”
    I was going to rebut, but a massive
yawn stopped my argument. I wanted to ask him more about what he
had been saying to me, but he was right and I was sure he was just
as exhausted.
    “ We should take another
shower,” I stated, but rolled my back to him and placed his arm
over me. He released me for a moment and pulled the soft sheet up
to my shoulder, and then kissed my neck.
    “ Go to sleep my angel,” he
whispered. “I love you.”
    “ Aller dormir, mon ange.
Je t'aime aussi,” I repeated to him in French.
    He laughed and kissed my neck a little
slower this time, “See, your French is already
improving.”
    I closed my eyes and fell into
peaceful sleep.
    I woke to the feeling of Micah
nuzzling against my hair as his left hand gently roamed the front
of my body. I could feel, as he was pressed against me, his arousal
and need, but it still surprised me since it had only been about
six hours since we had fallen into exhausted sleep from making
love.
    “ Good morning,” I stated,
low and soft, as I reached behind me and allowed myself to do a
little exploration of my own, confirming just how aroused he was at
the moment. He was sighing with pleasure over the touch of my hand.
“You must have been having a good dream,” I mused.
    “ I couldn’t stop thinking
about last night,” he breathed hot against the back of my neck,
allowing his lips to caress my skin as he spoke. “The way you felt,
the smell of your skin, the way you taste—I just couldn’t turn off
my brain.”
    “ How long have you been
awake?”
    “ About two hours.” His
hand went lower, gliding over the baby and moving to places that
told me how serious his thoughts were.
    “ Why didn’t you wake me
earlier?” I asked as I rolled to face him.
    “ You needed your sleep,
and I could wait.”
    I was considering all the pleasure he
had given me last night and I wanted to do something that would,
hopefully, be just as surprising as my French lesson. I pulled his
arm as I adjusted onto my back, cradling him between my
legs.
    He smiled down at me, “I don’t suppose
you’d let me do to you what I did last night, would
you?”
    I returned the smile, “I’m going to
ruin your control in a few moments.”
    “ That was only a sample of
my control last night, baby—this may end with more mouth to
mouth.”
    “ Don’t be so sure of
yourself, Mister Gavarreen—I might just surprise you.”
    “ You’ve got that glint in
your eye, Annalisa.”
    “ What glint?” I asked,
reaching down to stroke him as he closed his eyes and
inhaled.
    “ The one I’ve only seen
when you’re challenging someone to a race. We can’t get too wild or
you’ll be complaining about labor pains.”
    “ Oh, I don’t think you’ll
have a chance to get wild on me.” All the while I was hoping what I
was going to do would be as pleasurable as I was billing it. If it
wasn’t, he would win this and I’d be the one begging for him to
stop. I gave him a sultry smile, “Wanna race?”
    “ You’re challenging the
wrong man,” he uttered with a deep rumble to his voice as he made
his grand entrance and began to settle