“What’s wrong?”he asked with a frown.“Too fast?”
“No.I want to do this but.I’m not the same as I was then?”
“What do you mean?”
“My belly’s gone soft and I have scars.”
“Scars?”Had that fucker put scars on her?
She moved her arms and showed him the pale lines on her lower belly.
Smokey went to his knees, he kissed her lower belly as he ran gentle fingertips over the stripes.“What happened?Who did this to you?”he looked up along her body to her face, trying to read her expression.
“I guess you could say you happened to me.”She looked down at him with a soft smile.
“Me?What do you mean?”That made no sense.He hadn’t hurt her.He looked back down at them, then I dawned on him.“They’re stretchmarks, from Carter.”He looked back up to her face.
“They are.”She scrunched her face.“I wasn’t sure what you would think of them.Rod hated them.Said I’d ruined my body.”
A wave of satisfaction filled Smokey, not just because of the lesson in pain he’d already given her soon to be ex, but because he knew he’d never do or say anything to make her feel the way that worthless piece of shit had.At least not on purpose.
“They’re beautiful, Shell.Just like you.That you got them carrying my son?That only makes them more special to me.”He kissed the marks again before using his hands on her hips to guide her to sit on the edge of the bed.If she was ready for this, he would show her how much he wanted her there.
Moving over her, he eased her back to lay on the edge of the bed then he covered her in kisses.Not having to worry about Carter, at least for a while, he took his time.
“Tim, please.”Her voice was a husky whisper.She moved restlessly beneath him.
“Please what?”he asked as he let his hands play down her body, hitting the spots he knew were sensitive and would ramp up her desire.
“Please touch me.”
“I am touching you, Shell.”He reached up and cupped her cheek before kissing the end of her nose, then moving lower, he noticed her tits were larger than they had been as he kissed and carefully bit at each nipple for a couple minutes while he worked to tug her leggings off.She tried to help but in her hurry, her hands ended up tangled in the fabric.“Let me.”He moved her hands away then finished peeling off her pants, tossing them out of the way before he went back to kissing his way down her torso, pausing to kiss each scar and bruise.When he reached the waistband of her underwear he didn’t let it stop him, but he left her panties in place, for now, kissing over the fabric as he moved between her legs.
The tangy scent of her arousal teased his senses.He couldn’t wait to taste her, but not yet.Moving back up her body, he kissed her as he slipped her panties off her hips then worked is way down her body again as he pushed the underwear down her legs.Once he had them off, he dropped them and watched her for a moment.
Tania’s entire body was flushed with desire, her hands thrown above her head as if she was reaching for the sky or something to hold on to.He liked that idea.He wanted to make her need to hold on to something for fear of flying apart.
With a grin, Smokey gripped her waist and slid her up the bed so she could reach the headboard.“Here.”He guided her hands to the vertical bars.“Hold on.”He met her gaze.“Don’t let go.You move your hands and I’ll stop, got me?”
She met his gaze and nodded.
Smokey slid his hands down her body, caressing every curve and swell as he lay between her thighs.
“I’ve wanted to do this for longer than I can remember.”He licked up the length of her slit, then settled in to lick, suck and tease every bit of pleasure he could wring from her.Her taste exploded on his tongue.He couldn’t get enough.
“Tim!”she cried as her hips twitched and jerked until Smokey laid an arm over her belly to keep her still while he devoured her core, reveling in every drop of the honey dripping from her opening.
“Come for me, Shell,” Smokey went back to circling her clit while he slid two fingers inside her and curled them to hit that uber sensitive spot near the front of her.Her back bowed and he didn’t know what she’d done but when she screamed it was muffled.He lifted up and found that she had pulled one of the pillows over her face.He smiled and wondered how loud he could get her to scream.
He moved up her body, sliding his hands along her skin, then knocked the pillow aside to kiss her.
“Are you sure you want this?”He watched her face for any sign she wasn’t one hundred percent certain.
“I am, Tim.I want you.”She wrapped her arms around him and tugged him closer.
“Give me just a sec.”He lifted up enough to shove his shorts off his hips then kick them aside before reaching for the nightstand and pulling out a condom.
“I love the little guy, but I’m not ready to give him a sibling yet,” he said as he unrolled the rubber down his length.Once done, he moved over Tania again, capturing her lips in another kiss as he lined himself up with her opening and slid balls deep in one thrust.
