Loves Deception

Chapter 39

"Oooh! Oh yes!" Layla gasped for breath as a toe curling orgasm tore through her body, making her insides quake. "Mmmm" she moaned, thoroughly satisfied. She closed her eyes and sighed as Xavier continued to lave her dripping center. He lay between her legs until she couldn't stand it any longer. She nudged him lightly and he grunted but lifted his head. She eyed him. "I'm still mad at you." She pouted and rolled over to her side, hoping to catch a few more minutes of sleep. Xavier chuckled and eased up behind her. He rolled her over and slipped his tongue inside her mouth, kissing her tenderly. "Mm" she moaned into his mouth growing wet again. He reached up and cupped her breast, slipping his hand inside her gown and teasing her hardened nipple. "Xavier. No" she weakly pushed at his chest.

Xavier groaned and pulled away. He had been on pussy probation for the past two weeks. She was still stewing about their blow up and he was running out of ideas to get back into her good graces. But he had no choice but to deal with her rapid mood swings. No matter how much she spat and hissed he wasn't going anywhere. He sighed and gave her thick body one last longing look and rolled out of bed. "Come on sleepy head. You'll be late if you don't get up now. You still need time to eat breakfast." He called over his shoulder, heading to the kitchen. She rolled her eyes at his back, grumbling under her breath, hating that he was right.

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Layla glanced up at the knock on her office door. Xavier stood purposefully in the doorway. After finding out she'd been skipping her lunches due to nausea he'd made it his business to take her out each day to ensure she was nourished and kept her strength up throughout the day. "Ready to go babe?" She sighed, partly relieved to get a break away from her mound of paperwork. "Yes, let me grab my things and we can go." She tidied up her desk and grabbed her things. He leaned down planting a quick kiss to her lips and placed a hand on her lower back, ushering her out the door. Since he'd begun coming to meet her each day for lunch and driving her to and from work she'd had no choice but to introduce him to her friends and coworkers. They constantly received smiles and people cooed at her protruding belly.

They made their way out and down the street to a quaint cafe she often ate at and settled at a small table on the outside patio. He pulled her feet into his lap and started massaging them. She didn't resist because it was pointless. Her feet had swelled from the short walk and his fingers felt heavenly. Layla resisted the urge to close her eyes and skimmed through her menu. "I was thinking that after your doctor's appointment tomorrow you could take the rest of the day off and we go shopping for the baby." He casually chatted. Layla looked up and smiled. "OK. Sounds good to me." She covered a yawn and Xavier frowned. He started to speak but she lifted a brow. He clamped his mouth shut. He had finally begun to soften her up and didn't need her catching another attitude on top of the one she still had by arguing about her quiting her job. He just wanted her to take the time to relax before the baby came. Take extra care and not exert herself. Hell she barely made it through the nine and a half hours everyday. He just didn't like it but what the hell could he do.

In the weeks that he'd been there he had silently observed her. The pregnancy seemed to be progressing smoothly but he noticed it was wearing her out. But all he could do was make sure that she was comfortable and stress free."You ready to order baby?" She looked up from the menu and smiled slightly. He was thawing her out alright but on any given day her damn hormones were all over the place so whatever progress they made was short lived. "Yeah. I'm gonna eat light. I don't wanna stuff myself and end up miserable. Just soup and salad. You?" "Sounds good. I'll get the same. I'm going to wash my hands while you order." He placed her feet gently on the ground and pecked her forehead before heading to the bathroom. Layla placed their order and sat back, resting her slightly aching back on the cushioned chair. She smiled and placed her hands to her belly waiting for the strong kicks to start. Just like clockwork she watched her belly stretch and jiggle as the baby changed positions. She couldn't wait for her appointment tomorrow.