Kaiya's shirt bunched around her ribs as Jin slowly peeled it higher, his fingers grazing soft skin, his eyes reverent like he was unwrapping something precious. The fabric caught just below her chest, and she instinctively lifted her arms to let him pull it over her head.
His breath caught.
Even now, he was struck dumb by the sight of her.
Kaiya's breasts were full—round, sensitive, a little heavier lately. Pregnancy had changed her body in small, subtle ways, but to Jin, every change made her more breathtaking. Her nipples were a deeper shade now, larger, more sensitive, and when the cool air brushed across them, they tightened into soft peaks.
He reached out gently, cupping her breast in one hand. It fit perfectly—warm, supple, more than enough for his hand to sink into. She gasped, body twitching beneath him as he ran his thumb in a slow circle around her nipple.
"They're so sensitive…" she whispered, voice trembling.
