Wanted by Her Lost Love

lids, and she swallowed against the quick knot thatformed in her throat.“Beautiful,” he murmured. “I regret that I’ve missedwatching her grow, watching you expand andwatching your shape change. You’re so unbelievablysexy.”“Her? You think it’s a girl, too?”Ryan smiled down at her. “You always say her. Iguess I’ve just gotten used to it. I really don’t care ifit’s a girl or boy. I just want you both to be okay.”She felt a little light-headed, as if she had analcohol buzz without the alcohol.He trailed his fingers lower, to her pelvis andthrough her damp, slick folds. She jumped inreaction when he brushed over her clitoris and thenshe moaned when he delved lower and carefullydipped the tip of his index finger inside her warmth.“I love how you respond to me. I’ve always lovedit.”She shifted restlessly as he continued his gentleexploration of her sensitive, quivering flesh. Alreadyshe was on edge, so close, and he’d only beguntouching her.She was impatient, wanting him now, but she also