Diamond Spur by Diana Palmer

Author:Diana Palmer
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi, pdf
Publisher: MIRA
Published: 1988-07-01T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

The sound of the surf outside on the beach was suddenly dim compared to the beat of Jason’s own heart. Kate’s voice made him tingle. He remembered that husky note in it from the first time he’d made love to her, and the memory was already causing him some problems.

He lifted his chin and his dark eyes went over her soft curves like hands, masculine appreciation in his smile.

“Will you?” she repeated.

“Will I what?” he murmured.

She cleared her throat. “Help me change.”

“Is that all you want?” he asked bluntly, his eyes alive with sensuality.

She shifted again on the bed. “No.”

He sat down beside her, pushing back her unruly hair. “We can’t,” he reminded her. “Now stop tempting me.”

“I never used to think I could,” she confessed as his lean, deft fingers worked the buttons of her jacket to unfasten it. They were exciting even through three layers of fabric, their touch warm and knowing.

“You don’t know the half of it,” he murmured. He helped her out of her jacket, and then the white blouse under it. He hesitated at her bra, his eyes narrowing on its obvious inadequacy to hold the blossoming curves under it. “Isn’t this thing too small?” he asked curiously. He hadn’t seen that many women in bras, but this lacy thing didn’t look big enough to give any support.

“I’m pregnant, Jason,” she said gently.

His bewildered gaze lifted to her face. “What does that have to do with it?”

“My breasts are swollen,” she explained softly, amazed that it didn’t bother her at all to discuss intimate things with him. Well, they were lovers, after all, and they were married.

He scowled. It still didn’t register.

She reached behind her hesitantly and unfastened the lacy garment and slowly peeled it away. His eyes stared down as if he were mesmerized, darkening with that intent, fascinated stare as he studied her full, soft breasts with their pretty pink and mauve contrasts.

“See how many veins there are?” she whispered. “These little changes make it possible for me to nurse him….”

“My God.” He made it sound reverent. His lean fingers went to the dark aureole of one swollen breast. He touched it, very lightly, watching it stiffen. “You’re darker here than you were.”

“Yes.” She tried not to tremble at his intimate caress, but she couldn’t help it.

He looked up into her eyes. “Do you want to nurse him?” he asked unexpectedly.

Her face colored. “I want to,” she whispered.

His lips parted on breath that was coming hard and quick as his hand grew bolder and openly caressed her. “You’re trembling,” he whispered back. “Does it excite you when I do this?”

“More…than you realize,” she managed huskily.

He sat up, his hands going to the elastic waistband of her skirt, which allowed for her thickened waist. “I want to look at you,” he said quietly, searching her eyes as he hesitated. “I’ve never seen a pregnant woman.”

“Not even…her?” she asked, muted anger in her tone because she was jealous even of that shadowy figure in her past.

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