lighthearted, hoping it would have the desired effect on him.
“I might’ve mentioned something about that.” He never touched her with anything other than supreme tenderness, but tonight he took the tenderness to a whole new level, perhaps trying to compensate for his fear of losing control. Settling between her legs, which were propped on his broad shoulders, he opened her to his tongue.
Laura arched into the heat of his mouth, grasping handfuls of the sheet to anchor her to the bed. Encouraged by her moans of pleasure, he slid a finger into her as he sucked on her clit. The combination detonated her release, forcing her to muffle her cries with her hands so she wouldn’t wake the baby. As she came down from the incredible high, he moved over her but kept her legs propped open on his thighs.
“I think you might be more ready now,” he said, testing his theory with his fingers.
“I think you might be right,” she said between deep breaths.
“Let’s see, shall we?”
Laura reached for him, bringing him in for a kiss as he pressed his cock into her, his entry stretching and burning despite the preparation.
“So hot and so tight,” he whispered against her lips as he moved her legs from his thighs to wrap them around his hips. “It’s all I can do to hold on until you let me in. Every damned time.”
“I’m sorry it takes so long.”
“I’m not. It feels better than anything ever has.”
“For me, too.”
“I don’t know if I believe that. I get an awful lot of complaints.”
His teasing was a huge relief to her. Underneath all the worry and heartache he was dealing with, her Owen was still in there and hopefully still would be after the showdown with his father.
“They’re not complaints, per se, but rather commentary on the fact that you did, in fact, get more than your share.”
His laughter went a long way toward easing the knot she’d carried in her belly all day as she worried about the trial causing a rift between them. She couldn’t let that happen. No matter how difficult it got, she had to be the one to keep them on an even keel. He deserved nothing less after all he’d given her.
He kissed and touched and cajoled until he was fully embedded in her, which caused them both to tremble and cling to each other. Owen was always careful not to put too much weight on her abdomen, and tonight was no exception. He took her on an exquisitely erotic journey without causing her a moment of pain or uncertainty over how much he loved her.
He told her so every time he looked at her or touched her or spoke to her. As he made slow, sweet love to her, his gentle strokes igniting her all over again, Laura wished she could make him see that there wasn’t one bit of his father in the man he’d grown up to be.
“Owen.”
“What?”
“I love you so much. I love you more than I’ll ever love anyone.”
“You’re allowed to love our babies more than you love me.”
She shook her head. “I love them as much as I love you. Not more.”
His forehead landed on hers. His hands curled around her shoulders as he pressed deeper into her.
Laura tightened her legs around him and lifted her hips to meet him stroke for stroke until they both cried out from the incredible pleasure that overtook them. Still buried deep inside her, he moved to his side, taking her with him. He pulled her leg up and over his hip as he continued to throb and pulse with aftershocks.
Touching her lips to his chest, Laura closed her eyes and breathed in the familiar scent of him. “If you really don’t want me to go with you, I’ll stay home. If that’s what you need, I’ll do it.”
“I was down on the beach before, thinking about how badly I want to spare you the trip, the trial, all of it. If I had my way, you’d never lay eyes on Mark Lawry. But since I made my stand about you not going, I’ve begun to worry that I won’t be able to handle it if you aren’t there. And that makes me the most