Ethan's hand caressed Lily's face, his breathing growing more rapid as he moved from her sensitive ear to kiss her face, his lips and tongue working in tandem...
"Do you want to take another cold shower?" Lily's voice broke through just before her mind was utterly lost in the moment. Even though her voice was husky and weak, it still managed to douse Ethan's passion like a bucket of ice water.
It was a freezing shock.
Damn it... The first three months of pregnancy—no touching, no touching, no touching...
"Shit!" Ethan cursed under his breath.
At least she had regained control of herself in the face of Ethan's overwhelming allure. She had almost lost it.
"You promised not to swear in front of me," Lily said, her voice more steady as she picked up the bowl beside her and blinked innocently. "Here's some pear and snow fungus dessert—good for cooling down."
