This novel contains mature/explicit sexual content, including scenes during pregnancy. Reader discretion is advised. Not suitable for all audiences.
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He began to move — slow, rolling rocks of his hips rather than sharp thrusts. Each stroke was deep and measured, designed to pleasure without jostling her belly. One hand stayed protectively over her rounded middle, thumb stroking soothing patterns, while the other caressed her breast or cradled her face.
Isabella wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer. Every gentle thrust sent waves of pleasure radiating through her core. The angle was perfect; he brushed that sweet spot inside her with every slow glide. She rocked with him as much as her body allowed, wanting more of that delicious friction.
"Look at me," he whispered. When her eyes met his, he smiled, soft and adoring. "That's it. Let me see how good it feels for you."
