"You're not into feet?" Her eyes sparkling, fingers curling around the damp panties she'd just peeled from her hips. "That's precisely why you'll do it. Prove that devotion you promised." A slick sheen glistened between her thighs as she leaned closer, voice dropping to a throaty murmur. "You begged me to worship my swollen belly, to eat out a pregnant woman. Earn that privilege... starting with my soles."