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He led her to the king-size bed, fit for a king. He kissed her and lowered her to the bed. The minute they were both on the bed, she climbed atop of him. She slowly removed his shirt and began kissing his chest. He reached for her, but she told him to leave his hands above his head. He did as she said. She reached his neck and started to use her tongue. When she got to his lips, she teased him. Nibbling at the corners of his mouth until he tried to kiss her. She moved her way back down his neck. Licking the curls on his chest as she passed them. As she moved lower, he almost couldn't take it. She licked around his belly button and kissed his stomach lower and lower. When she got to his waistline, he stopped her.
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"What have I told you about using that room? Or if you use that room to leave this unlocked?" "Well, father I didn't think it applied anymore since I was in there with my fiancé. My pregnant fiancé at that."
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She'd scold Chloe for this. She hoped he'd get over it. Only time will tell. Chloe came back with her dress and gave Amaya an apologetic look. She knew what she had said that scared Felipe so much. Amaya forgave her, of course. Felipe had decided not to go with Amaya back to France and knew why. He kissed her goodbye and saw her off. Amaya was a bit down nowadays because of it. After they reached home, Amaya told her mother and father about the wedding plans and they agreed. After that, Ms. Lola was over almost every day working on the dress. Camila had returned and she too was engaged, to Emilio. And Bonnie was engaged to Carlos now, very recently, though. Chloe and her mother were worried about her. She ate and stayed healthy and a
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He smiled and took her and kissed it. He led them to her room and shut and locked it. She led him to the bed but because of her condition, he insisted she be on the bottom. She agreed. She didn't care as long she had him. He wasn't too rough on her, taking it slow. He still pleasured her in ways she hadn't been taught yet. It didn't really last long. He didn't want to spend a lot of time on top of her. He didn't want to possibly hurt the baby. He was in love with her; he knew that for a fact. She laid there in his arms, fast asleep. He hoped it would like this all of the time, but he doubted it. The two weeks passed by almost immediately. Two days before the wedding day, Felipe returned to Spain and told her he'd see her at the church. The wedding ceremony would take place at
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She kissed him, got up, and dressed. He watched her leave the room and wondered how long it would be until she realized she wasn’t in her house. It didn’t take long for her to come back, but she came back with something in her hand. Someone showed her where to go. When he looked closer, it was a bottle. She must have got it from the parlor. She knew where that was. She sat back down on the bed and handed him the bottle and a glass. She had a glass in her hand and said she wanted to make a toast. &nbs
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He began to kiss her. Then, it was like a desire he’d been hiding that he could now release. In one quick motion, he removed her nightgown. He was on top of her within seconds. Still being naked, he had no trouble moving to make her do as he wanted. He pinned her against their bed and just looked at her for a moment. She stared up at him in shock with desire in the depths of her eyes. She knew what he was going to do. Though she didn’t know whether she liked it or not. He apologized in advance if he hurt her, then he began. He started at her neck; kissing first, then using his tongue. He moved his way down to her breasts. Concentrating on one nipple at a time. It spent time on it until it drove her mad. He wanted to pleasure her in ways that she had never known be
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Arturo left and Felipe and Amaya started to get ready for bed. Felipe dressed and went downstairs with his father. They arranged a wake-up time for Felipe to be ready for training with the men. When Felipe got back to the room, Amaya was asleep on top of the covers. He smiled and walked over to stand above her. He called a servant in for help. The woman came in and he lifted Amaya up and told the woman to pull back to the covers. Once Amaya was laid back down, the servant left. He pulled the covers over her and laid down on the bed to try and get some rest. He didn’t know why he never wanted to get married, because right now, sleeping next to his pregnant wife, he felt happy. Lying next to her was like a piece of heaven to him. He smiled to himself and drifted off to sl
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Felipe went out front to get the carriage and make sure everything was set for Amaya. He waited for what seemed like forever for her to come out so he started to walk back in to get her. Arturo came rushing out to Felipe. Amaya had fallen down the stairs on her way out. A doctor was immediately contacted to see if Amaya was well. When the doctor heard that she was pregnant, he summoned a midwife. Felipe didn’t care about the plans he had for the two of them, he just wanted her and the baby to be alright. It was two hours later when the doctor came out. He said health-wise, Amaya was just fine. The midwife was still with her, though. Felipe was pacing the hall outside the door. Arturo was standing outside the door trying to listen to for anything. Almost six hours later,
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Sergio and Pierre left the room. Once the door was shut, Felipe walked over to the bed and sat next to Amaya. He put his arm around her and she buried her face in his chest and began to cry harder. They sat there like that for a while. Once she was calmed down a little, he kissed her head and lifted her face to look at him. “If you didn't try to do crazy stuff, you wouldn't be the woman that I love. Besides, they say pregnant women try to do everything. Making the nest sort of speak. I don't blame you for wanting to help,
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