“We should go inside.” I ushered her through her door and set a fresh log on the fire.
I had expected Fatima to be washing up or getting ready for bed, but when I turned around I found her staring at me instead.
“She should have chosen you,” she commented in a somber tone.
“Who?” I asked.
“Never mind,” Fatima waved her comment away.
Had she meant Riella?It had hurt in the moment when she rejected me, but now that I’ve met Fatima, I couldn’t imagine loving anyone else even if I could glow for another.
“Thank you for walking me home,” she began again. “Thank you for everything.”
“I enjoyed the walk,” I replied in a hesitant tone. I didn’t want to leave, but I turned toward the door nonetheless. If Fatima was tired, I didn’t want to get in the way of her sleep.
“Zander,” her voice was small and timid, which wasn’t like Fatima at all.
I turned around thinking something must be wrong, but instead I found the female who held my heart with rosy cheeks and a shy expression on her face.
“Don’t go,” she pleaded. “Not yet.”
“Do you need something?” I asked. I would do anything for her. Anything.
To my surprise, Fatima grabbed the collar of my coat and pulled me down until my face was level with hers.
“Yes, I need a kiss.”
Chapter 14
Fatima
I wanted Zander. I’d been blaming my hormones for the past few weeks, but it wasn’t that. I wanted him because I was falling in love.
I pressed my lips to his and he let out a satisfied moan of my own. We’d done this a few times over the past month, but we hadn’t gone farther than just kissing.
I’d been so lost inside my own head lately. Constantly second guessing if Zander could really love me even though I could never luminess for him. I was also getting more and more heavily pregnant by the day, which wasn’t helping my confidence.
I wanted to kiss him. I wanted to touch him and for him to touch me, but on top of me second guessing everything, I was feeling decidedly unsexy.
Zander pressed his lips to mine and, like always, it felt like he was setting my body on fire in the most delicious ways.
Then his hands roamed up and down my sides and he dipped his finger between the waist of my pants. His touch was so warmand electrifying. I wanted more of it, but I was also afraid he might not like what he felt now that I’m pregnant. Before my stomach had still been flat, but now my baby bump was much bigger and very noticeable.
I pulled back and I could see a flash of hurt cross Zander’s face.
“Did I do something wrong?” he asked, and I felt my heart melt into a pile of goo.
“No, you didn’t do anything wrong. I just...I...I don’t feel very pretty right now. My face is bloated, my stomach is big, and I’m afraid you might not like touching me as I am.
I was undoubtedly falling for Zander, but would kissing me while feeling the baby bump of a child that wasn’t his push him over the edge?
“Not like touching you?” He seemed surprised by my confession.
“I don’t think there will ever come a day where I do not long to feel your skin against mine. Even now my mouth waters to taste your sweet cunt. The scent of your arousal has been consuming me for weeks. I fall asleep dreaming about your sweet moans, and I wake up longing to feel your thighs pressed against my head as I pleasure you with my tongue.”
“Really?” my voice squeaked.
“Yes,” Zander growled in that commanding tone that I loved so much. “You are the most beautiful female I’ve ever laid eyes upon, and that has not changed now that your with child. Even when you are heavily pregnant I will yearn to pleasure you as much as you will allow me.”
