The Ghosts Of Her Past (A Completed, Steamy Romantic Mystery)

Part Forty Four

I've learned to get out of bed slowly in the mornings. My feet felt the floor, and I paused to stretch. 

Blaine hit my mind this morning almost as fast as I thought about this baby.  I shivered when I remembered how he felt last night, and a smile formed on my face.  After deciding on a warm bath, I went to the bathroom and pulled my hair up before starting the water.  Thankful I wasn't feeling sick, I brushed my teeth, then slowly got into the warm water. 

The water covered everything but my breasts and part of my stomach.  My fingers caressed my belly, and I realized it felt a little harder today when I pushed on it.  My boobs are definitely bigger, and my nipples are tender.  I'm two months pregnant, but my body hasn't changed too much.  I washed my body and wondered what Blaine's hands would feel like if they were bare against my skin.  I can't help but wonder if he's as bashful in bed as he is in life.  Then I remembered the heat between us and closed my eyes to savor the memory. 

I held on to that for just a moment, before stepping out of the tub and wrapping a white fluffy towel around my neglected body.  I jumped when I heard a loud alarm, and my heart raced thinking someone has broke into the penthouse or it's on fire. My legs worked before my brain, and I went running downstairs.

"What the hell is that?" Blaine came running downstairs in nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist and his phone in hand talking to someone.

"Why the hell are the smoke alarms going off?" He asked, and I quickly turned with a blush on my face when he started punching numbers into a keypad on the wall. 

Finally they shut off, but I can't seem to look at him.  What I did see was unbelievable, and I don't want him to see my blush.

"Thanks, just let us know if there is any real concern." He said as his voice came closer.

"Some kid hit the fire alarm, it's okay." He said.

"That scared me." I said, then felt him right behind me. 

"My mind hasn't changed, Cora." His breath brushed over the back of my neck, then I felt his lips kiss the back of my neck, and I shivered at the tickling feeling.

"Are you sure?" I asked over my shoulder.

"I've never been so sure." He said as his lips trailed toward my ear. 

My breathing started to change, and I closed my eyes to the touch of lips. 

"Will you have me?" He asked as one arm wrapped around my waist, then spun me around into his arms. 

"God, yes," I said, before my arms wrapped around his neck, and I kissed him.  He pulled me in closer and kissed me with even more desire than last night. 

I pulled back and looked up at him.  "Take all of me, Blaine." He looked down into my eyes. 

"Gladly." He dipped his head down and kissed me again as his hands roamed my body.  He reached down to my thigh and ran his fingers under my towel.  I closed my eyes to his touch, but they shot back open when I felt a finger slide inside me.  He lifted his head and smiled down at me as he teased my inside walls.  I held on to him for dear life, waves of excitement and tingling senseations ran through my body. He lowered his head and kissed me, and I'm done, every part of my being belongs to him.

"I'm all yours." I whispered against his lips, and his hand left me so he could clasp my face in both of his hand while he kissed me.  I moaned to his kiss, but he abandoned me and took a step back.  One motion of his hand made my towel fall to my feet, and I'm fully exposed to him.  He smiled, but bit his lip at the same time, then pulled my hair band out to let my hair fall.

"I've never seen anything so beautiful in my life." He studied me. 

"Then take me, please." I begged.

I watched as he let his towel fall, then he quickly lifted me up and my legs are around him.

"There's no turning back." He reminded me. 

"I don't want to turn back." I looked straight into his eyes.  I felt him reach behind me and line himself up.  This man had more strength than anything I've ever known, but I'm holding on tight.  I felt him just outside my opening, when both of his hands clasped my ass and lowered me. 

"Oh, shit!" I squeezed my eyes closed as I took him inside me.  He stretched me as he slowly lowered me to take all of him. It burned at first, until he touched something inside me and my body started shaking.  He lifted and lower me over and over again as I looked down at him.  He is still biting his bottom lip, and I'm still in shock that he's holding me like I weigh nothing. As my body rose and fell, he is repeatedly hitting something deep inside me that has never been touched before.  I never shook to the sensation of making love.  He stopped and looked up at me.

"You're shaking, are you okay?"

I closed my eyes, and without even moving, I am pleasured by how he feels inside me.

"My body is just reacting to you." I said as he looked up of me. 

"Jesus Christ, Cora." He started moving me again, but faster, and my toes started curling. 

He stopped.  "I'm taking you upstairs, I want to feel every single inch if you." He said as he started walking toward the steps, but I'm whimpering to him being inside me. 

Before he took the steps, he lifted me so he was out of me, but I kept kissing him.  I felt him bend over and lay me on the bed.  His lips grazed along my cheek then down my neck.  Gently he kissed my nipple, then looked up at me. 

"Are you ready?" He asked.

"Please." I squirmed under him as I needed him back inside me. 

He lifted his body so his lips rested against mine, just as he once again slid inside me.

"You're so tight." He whimpered as he slowly pushed so deep inside me, I gasped. 

"Am I hurting you?" He lifted his head to look down at me. 

"God, no." I pulled his head down to kiss me as he gave me slow thrusts.  I'm still shaking as the result of him being inside me, my body reacting to him in ways that cannot be explained.