He was gentle with her because she was pregnant, but there was no hesitation in his movement as he pulled her down on top of him, feeling the lush resistance of her ripening flesh against the sudden hard throbbing of his." Maybe I think I can change your mind," came his soft groan as he tangled his fingers in her French plait and brought her mouth down to his.
He kissed her, and that was all he did. He didn’t grapple with her clothing or try to explore the contours of her body. Just lay there with his fingers nonchalantly threaded into her hair, his lips alternatively sweet and soft and hard and hungry. It was both passive and seeking. Innocent and immensely experienced. It was a slow, drugging seduction and it was entirely new to her. And Sasha was completely unprepared for its impact. W
