He pressed his forehead against hers, their breaths mingling, one hand cradling her face possessively while the other gripped her thigh tighter, pausing at the brink, his body tense with restraint and desperate hunger all at once.
Liv thought Jay would take her roughly, as he often did, her eyes braced for his hard thrusts and fierce grip. But this time, Jay was different. He entered her with incredible gentleness, moving slowly, almost reverently, as if afraid of hurting the tiny baby growing inside Liv's belly.
Every push from Jay was careful and warm. Liv whimpered softly, her breathy moans vibrating against Jay's ear, a sound that honestly made it even harder for him to restrain himself. His breathing grew ragged, his body trembling with the urge to let go, but he forced himself to stay gentle, determined not to cause Liv any pain.
