Page 140 of His Tesoro

She looked out the plane window. We were refueling at LAX before the next leg of our trip. “How am I supposed to know? I’m sure L.A. is cool.”

I pulled her from her seat and into my lap. She gave me a knowing smile as she ran her fingers down my jaw. I could only go a few minutes without touching her before I got a tight, itchy feeling in my chest.

“You will love our destination.”

Sofiya nipped my lip. “You say that like a threat.”

“Hush.” I cupped her face, running my thumb across her soft cheek before pulling her into a kiss.

It had taken a while to convince her to show me her complete Dream List. Everything about it was pure innocence, and I’d made it my life’s mission to help her do everything on it. I’d planned our honeymoon specifically so she could cross off some items. Once we completed it, I would have her write another. And another. Until the only memories she had were happy ones.

I begrudgingly relinquished my hold on her for take-off. She stayed glued to the window as we left the ground, but I couldn’t take my eyes off her. I curled a lock of her hair around my finger.

Once we were in the air, I unbuckled her and drew her back into my arms. Sofiya snuggled into my chest, her eyes falling closed.

“Do you think Noodle will be okay with Sienna? I still think we should have brought him.”

“He’ll be so spoiled. This is a vacation for him, too.”

She hummed. We’d decided not to take Noodle since it was a long flight and I would be with her our entire trip, helping her with whatever she needed. It had been hard to convince Sofiya to leave him, but Sienna had promised to send at least daily pictures and updates.

I ran my hand through her hair. “You tired, pretty girl?”

“Mmm, maybe a little sleepy.”

I picked her up, loving the way she clung to me, and walked to the back bedroom. Angelo and Enzo lifted their chins as I passed them. They were here as our bodyguards while Romeo was in charge at home.

I settled Sofiya on the bed. She made a disgruntled noise when I pulled away.

“I’m not leaving,” I reassured her. “Just going to tell the crew not to disturb us and grab some water. Do you need anything?”

“Just you.”

Fuck, I would never get used to that. Sofiya had shown me more kindness than I ever deserved after how I’d treated her. The first few weeks had been hard. I’d had to destroy the remaining pockets of Albanian and Bratva threats and reestablish my control over my city, all while healing from my injuries and trying to repair my marriage. I’d tried grand gestures, extravagant gifts, fancy dinners, but I slowly realized that what Sofiya really needed was me showing up consistently. Keeping my promises. Sharing my feelings.

It was all worth it when she said sweet shit like that.

When I returned to the room, she was curled up on her side, eyes closed. I stripped down to my underwear and got in behind her, making sure the blanket was settled around her.

“I want you inside me,” she murmured.

I ran my hand down her swollen belly. “You need to sleep, tesoro.” Her pregnancy was going well, but she was tired lately. I’d asked Sofiya’s doctor about a hundred times if it was safe for her to go on a long flight, and she had reassured me it was fine. Sofiya didn’t know I’d hired an OBGYN to stay at our resort, just in case something happened.

“But I still want you inside me.”

My hand froze on its path down her hip. “While you’re asleep?”

She nodded and scooted further back against me, grinding her sweet little ass against my rock-hard cock. I slipped off her sweatpants and underwear before running my finger through her pussy. “You’re soaked. Does the idea of me using your sweet little pussy while you’re asleep make you wet for me?”

She whined and I thrust two fingers inside her. “Answer me.”

“Yes, yes, it does. Please, I need you.”

I pressed a kiss to the top of her head. “That’s my good girl. You know I’ll always give you what you need.”

I took off my boxers, the tension in my chest easing even more at the feel of her warm skin against mine. Maybe I would start insisting she stay naked all the time. At least when we were home. Her changing body made me feral. I wanted her filled with my cum every moment of every day.

I placed a cushion between her legs to give her the support she needed before slipping inside her. I groaned into her hair, breathing in her sweet scent. “I’ll never get enough of this. I want to live inside you.”

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