Marty pulled back just enough to look at her seriously. "No, I'm not. The way you look right now? All sweetness and sexy innocence and carrying our twins, you're the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. I will prove that to you every day in every way possible for the rest of our lives."
While he was speaking, his hands weren't still. With the straps of her dress down off her shoulders, his attention moved to the zipper at the back. When that was done, he tugged it down gently until there was enough room he could cup her breasts in his hand as he dipped his head to resume his attention to her collar and shoulders. His hips rocked shallowly against her, more instinctive need than seduction.