Chapter 48 Chapter 16.3
“How was your business trip?” I asked instead, changing the topic. He moved closer and pressed his lips against mine. I didn’t know how to answer him.
“You’re the only one I kept thinking about while I was far from you. Didn’t you miss me?” he whispered. I wanted to reply, but he kissed me again—deeply. I kissed him back, unable to resist him.
When he tried to slip his tongue into my mouth, I parted my lips, letting him do what he wanted. My belly was already big, but I could still feel the warmth rising inside me. I wanted to be closer to him, intimately, but how could we do that without hurting my stomach?
He stopped kissing me only when we both ran out of breath. Our foreheads rested together as he looked into my eyes. I swallowed hard, unsure of what to say. I wanted to refuse him, yet my heart said otherwise.
“I don’t know if it’s love already, but I missed you while I was in New York. I miss you so much, Heaven. You kept running through my mind even during meetings. I wanted to come home early, but I couldn’t.” His voice was soft. Hearing his words made my heart leap with joy. I missed him too, but I never thought he missed me that much.
I held his face with both hands and kissed him.
“I missed you too. You don’t know how often I think about you. I wanted to see you so badly, but the days felt so slow.” I finally admitted. He smiled, clearly happy to hear it.
He kissed me again. We shared lingering kisses until he gently eased me onto him. One of his hands slipped under my clothes, touching me in a way that made soft sounds escape my lips. He never left my mouth until we were breathless again.
I tilted my head back as his lips trailed down my neck. He slid my dress lower, his touch roaming carefully, making me shiver and arch toward him. The sensations were overwhelming, almost enough to drive me mad.
I felt myself growing warmer, and when he removed my underwear, embarrassment rushed through me, but I didn’t want him to stop. I clutched the bedsheet tightly as he lowered himself, kissing me intimately. My breath hitched, and his tongue teased me until I trembled.
“Desmond…” I whispered weakly. I wanted to touch his hair, but my body felt too weak from what he was doing.
“Just moan my name, baby,” he murmured. His voice alone sent a shiver through me. I bit my lip, my whole body tingling. My legs stretched out involuntarily as a wave of pleasure washed over me, leaving me breathless.
“Fuck!” I muttered as Desmond accelerated his play with my womanhood. I was almost exhausted from what he did. When I finished, I looked at him. He was already looking at me. I could still see the thick liquid that had come out of me in his mouth.
I turned away, embarrassed, this was the first time someone had ever touched me like that.
“Satisfied?” he asked softly. I nodded, still unable to meet his eyes. So this is what it feels like to be touched that way…
I wanted to ask him to make love to me, but he didn’t seem to intend to. He helped me get dressed and lay beside me.
“I want to have sex with you too, but I’m scared something might happen to our baby. We’ll do it when it’s safe,” he said gently. I nodded.
He kissed my forehead, then my lips, before pulling me into his arms. My cheek rested against his arm as he held me close. He didn’t know how wide my smile was.
“Do you want to go anywhere? I don’t want you stuck in the house and the company all the time,” he asked as we lay there.
I pulled back slightly to see his face, still wrapped in his arms.
“Not really… I’ve been too tired to walk around. I feel exhausted all the time. I just woke up and I already want to sleep again.”
“Are you going for a walk tomorrow morning? I’ll go with you.”
I shook my head.
“It’s not advisable yet. There’s a chance I could lose the baby. The doctor said I should sleep as much as I want, because once the baby is born, I won’t get much sleep.”
Desmond frowned.
“Why not?” he asked, curious.
“Because I’ll have to wake up every 2–3 hours to breastfeed the baby.”
“In that case, I’ll hire someone to help take care of the baby so you can rest. I won’t let you lose sleep because of that. I’m here too, I’ll help raise our child.”
I smiled at him. He seemed genuinely excited for our baby’s arrival.
I thought our relationship wouldn’t go well, but as days passed, we only grew closer. I couldn’t deny it, I liked him. Who wouldn’t fall for the way Desmond takes care of me? He always makes sure I get my cravings. He massages my feet before we go to sleep.
Now I work in his office. He didn’t let me go back to my old station and gave me my own space in his office. Whenever I fall asleep at my desk, he never wakes me, he just lets me rest. I try not to be so sleepy, but I can’t help it.
When the door opened, Desmond walked in, smiling at me again. He went straight to me and kissed my lips.
“I missed you,” he said, making me laugh.
We’d only been apart for an hour, how could he miss me so fast? I just shook my head, amused.