Serena’s POV
I woke to the sensation of gentle kisses being pressed against my stomach. My eyes fluttered open in the dim morning light to find Ryan's dark head between my thighs, his hands splayed possessively across my hips.
"What are you doing?" I whispered, my voice still husky from sleep.
Ryan looked up at me, his eyes dark with hunger. "Appreciating what's mine."
My breath caught as his thumbs traced circles on my inner thighs. "I thought we were done last night."
"Not even close, princess." His voice was rough, commanding. "I've been starving for you for months."
I shivered as he lowered his head again, pressing reverent kisses to the small swell of my belly. The tenderness in his touch made my chest ache with conflicting emotions.
"Ryan, I-"
"Shhh," he int
