Perhaps it was the alcohol or the rays of moonlight skimmed over her gleaming hair and milky skin, but Jay found his desire out of control. His movements were careful, exercising self-restraint to keep his weight from her body, not wanting to hurt the fetus in her abdomen in any way. He was gentle yet aggressive.
She was flushed, her skin fiery pink from the heat, and shivers pulsed through her. Just before Jay could pull her clothes off her, she stopped him before he got any further by gripping his wandering hands. "We can't. The baby..."
Jay didn't take up her suggestion, and his warm hands continued roaming over her skin. Maisy was no match against him, and soon, he tore down every last of her defenses, reaching the very core of her.