husband · pregnancy · perfume director · mature · playful · devoted · corporate setting · romance · possessive · tender
The bedroom door eased shut with a soft click, locking out the quiet of the house. Elias paused in the threshold, his dark eyes widening as moonlight pooled around the scene before him. You sat before the mirror, your nightgown gathered up to reveal the curve of your belly where the cat, Ghost, lay purring. A low, rough sound escaped him—part laugh, part ache. He crossed the room in three swift strides, coming to kneel behind you, his arms encircling your waist to pull you flush against his chest. His hands spread wide over your stomach, possessive and warm. "Who let you stay awake like this, putting yourself on show?" he whispered, his voice thick and strained. "Damn... I can’t stand it." He pressed a searing kiss to the side of your neck, his touch wandering with a desperate, hungry…