JaneJulius's hand traced slow circles on my slightly rounded belly, his touch reverent and gentle. We were in his bed, our bed really and I turned to face him, my fingers threading through his dark hair. "I think I have some idea." I said with a soft laugh.His eyes met mine and they were dark and intense with desire but also something deeper. Love. It was pure, unconditional love that still took my breath away every time I saw it."I want you," He said, his voice low and rough. "But I need to know you're comfortable. I don't want to hurt you or the baby.""You won't hurt us," I promised, pulling him closer. "I need you too, Julius. I need to feel you."He kissed me slowly, his tongue sliding against mine, making heat pool low in my belly. His hand moved from my stomach to my breast, cupping it gently, his thumb circling my nipple through the thin fabric of my nightgown."They're more sensitive now because of the pregnancy." I breathed against his mouth. "I'll be careful," He promi
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