She liked the gentle pressure of his hand. In fact she felt so comfortable that she might even think about resting her head on his shoulder. And why not? They had already agreed that he would be present at the birth— and you couldn’t get more intimate than that.Kaleb's pulse rocketed as he felt her relax against him. It was pitiful! Laughable, really—that such a small crumb of affection should bring him such pleasure. And even more laughable that he should suddenly feel like a complete novice. Nothing is happening, he told himself. All she’s doing is resting her head on your shoulder!Sasha closed her eyes and felt herself drifting into a place somewhere between wakefulness and sleep. Where sight and sound retreated to a distant place, and where sensation overwhelmed everything else. She could feel the weight of the baby, and its occasional bubbling little movements. She snuggled into the hard contour of Kaleb's shoulder, and felt the firm flesh and the whispering of silk as his shir

As he pushed closer still she trembled. He was so big and so strong and she was suddenly overwhelmed. But he moved so slowly, so carefully and then he kissed her again—in that deep, lush way, as if he’d wanted nothing more in all his life than to kiss her. As if she were the very oxygen he needed to survive. That was when everything melted within her and he slid to the hilt, so they were as deeply connected as they could possibly be. Her need coalesced again into a cascading reac-tion of movement. He pushed her to follow his sweet, hard, slick rhythm—into a dance she’d never known, but discovered she could do so damn well with him. His breathing roughened as she clutched him back, as she understood more the give and take, the meet and retreat of this magic. Together they moved faster, deeper…until she cried out as he brought unbearable, beautiful pleasure down upon her. As he broke through every last one of her boundaries to meet her right there—where there was light and heat and shee

But other than being physical with him, was there anything else she was missing about him? She kept asking herself. When her phone buzzed again, she checked her phone quicker than she wanted.'All of it. I refuse to accept any of it, and that's why we should meet. We need to talk, and I'll personally make sure it happens, '"The audacity!" Sasha smirked when she read it. It was incredible how Kaleb kept exercising his controlling nature even in this situation. He was supposed to beg her, not ordering as he did. Sasha knew right from the start that avoiding Kaleb was impossible, but she still wanted to try. However, sooner or later she was going to face him, and it scared the hell out of her. He had become both her strength and weakness at the same time.She needed him to feel like someone had her back especially with the pregnancy and baby coming; and that was something Kaleb had done. She wanted someone to feel proud of her, and he'd shown that within a very short moment of their int

"Kaleb!" She didn't think twice running toward him. "Fuck, you're definitely drunk! What were you thinking?" She was holding him, his arms around her shoulders, and hers around his waist."I'm not drunk," Kaleb hissed."Yeah, right. That's what all the drunkards say," she quipped while shutting the door behind them. "Let's get you to bed." She tried to scoot him toward the bed. But he didn't want to move. Instead, he took her in his arms, hugging her from behind, longingly. His hand slid to bump and he rubbed it gently. "Sasha," he uttered, his voice hoarse. She stilled in his brace. "Just for tonight, let's sleep together.""Sleep together?" Sasha murmured, her skin shuddered."Hmm," Kaleb replied, breathing into her hair."And then what?" Sasha asked gently, her chest rising and falling as she breathed. She loved being this closer to him. She still needed to feel him every single day. How stupid was she going to get? She could no longer understand."I don't know." Kaleb sighed, his

He thrust harder this time and she felt the shudder roll through his body as he held himself deep inside her. He kissed her. Hungry. Passionate. With more desperation than she’d ever experienced from him. Their lovemaking had always been good, but he’d never lost control so quickly.She kissed him with just as much hunger, her hands sliding down his back and then up again to hold his head to hers.His hips trembled against her. They lay locked together, with him barely holding himself off her. Wanting that closeness to him—especially now— she urged him over to his side, rolling with him so they stayed together.Their limbs were tangled, their arms wrapped tightly around each other, and he was still pulsing deep inside her body. She tucked her head underneath his chin and breathed deeply of his scent, felt the erratic thump of his heart against her cheek.It was easy to forget all that had happened between them. It was easy to forget the pain and loneliness. It was easy to imagine that