CHAPTER 14
MIAMichael’s lips swept against the back of my neck, his hand lightly placed around the front of my throat.
“Don’t stop,” I breathed, my voice quiet and raspy. The morning sunlight flooded in through the window, and I pushed my hips back against his. “Please, don’t stop.”
It was Friday, the day before the wedding, and Michael had taken off work to spend time with me. He ran his hand over my stomach and slipped it under the bump to tease my c**t with his fingers. We hadn’t been able to keep our hands off each other all week, yet Cam had kept wandering through my mind every now and then.
I was sad for him, but I didn’t feel bad that I was already taken. I’d never feel bad about Michael.
He pumped into me faster, fingers rubbing rougher circles around my c**t.
“Michael,” I wh
