Dion's hands pulled off the ribbon on Jillian's nightgown, exposing the woman's soft, round breasts.
"Next time you don't have to wear a top, let your breasts show like this."
"You're such a pervert," Jillian said.
"Pervert?" His hand rubbed Jillian's thigh and then moved up to touch the band of her panties. "Would it still be perverted if you did it for your husband?"
Jillian averted her eyes because of course it didn't matter since it was their right to see their wives' bodies.
"I've seen you without clothes many times anyway. So there's no harm in me seeing it," Dion continued rubbing Jillian's stomach.
A warm touch met a smooth stomach. He smiled at the thought that their child would be in there.
"Dion?"
Without answering, he kissed Jillian's lips again and then kissed her jaw and down to her neck. However, he just stayed still without doing anything, making Jillian feel astonished.
