“Christian, let me get out of this dress first.” I breathed and tried to push him off. “I’ll undress you, don’t worry about that.”
He had wasted no time, leading me to our bedroom when we had returned home—and was definitely planning to keep his promise. He carried me bridal style and gently placed me down on the bed.
“I’d like to throw you, but the baby.” He spoke as he hovered over me and connected his lips with mine. I tangled my legs between him as his hand moved to the zipper of my dress as he deepened the kiss.
He eagerly unzipped my dress as my hands traveled to his blouse, but before I could unbutton it he pulled away from the kiss and grabbed my hands to stop me.
“Let me take care of you first.” He pressed his forehead against mine. “You can do so without taking your time.” I rolled my hips into him, feeling his erection push in on my thigh. “I’ll be the one to decide that.” Christian smirked as he unbuttoned himself and threw the piece of clothing across the room.
