92. Sophia is Coming

Elisha’s POV

He asked, "Would you mind if we sleep together in one bed?" His face was red as if he didn't want me to ask that. I stared at him anxiously and cryptically as we continued to stare at the huge bed. "I don't know, Arman. Would you like to sleep with me?"

He quickly looked at my lips, gulped, and then turned his head away. "Sure, I'd love to. But I just can't go banging a woman who's due to give birth in a few weeks.

With a wry smile, I countered, "No, I mean we can sleep together without sex. That was really weird, Arman. What were you thinking?"

"Yeah, you're right," he said, rubbing his face with his hand. "I'm sorry." He shut the door and took off his shirt, showing me his sculpted abs and hairy chest, which made him look both sexy and seductive.

I bit my lower lip, and sat down on the edge of the bed, and I could smell his wants, but sadly, he needed to wait for me after I gave birth to his son. He take off his pants, and I glared at his big, thick, and long fuckin