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“I want a baby. Our baby.”

“And I want you.” He tilted her chin up. “I am selfish, darling. I am not certain I want to share you with anyone, not even a child.”

“You need an heir.”

“I need you more. No more tears," he said with authority. “Have you eaten?”

She shook her head no. “I was going to take a shower.

“How about we take one together?”

She stared at him mutely. “I am– my period–”

“I am not bashful.” He grinned at her and swung her into his arms.

Chapter 15

He was amused at her shyness when she removed her tampon. He had been incredibly intimate with her and could not understand why she was still so shy around him.

“I still think this is …wrong,” she muttered as she stepped into the huge shower with him.

“Wrong?” He cocked a brow at her as he adjusted the jet spray and temperature. She insisted on having it very hot and he was trying to get used to it.

“’Wrong’ might not be– What are you doing?” she squeaked.

“What does it look like?” he asked mildly as he started soaping her skin.

“Richard–”

“Shh.” He moved the sponge over her throat and headed for her breasts. “You scared the hell out of me.” He concentrated on massaging the scented body gel over the globes of her flesh.

“When I came in and found the place in utter darkness, my heart stopped. When I came into the bedroom and saw you curled up on the bed, I was rooted to the spot.” He had reached her nipple, and as soon as he ran the sponge over it, she inhaled, her body tightening.

She did not have pains with her periods, but there was a heaviness at the base of her belly, and her nipples were extremely sensitive. “I thought you had been diagnosed with a debilitating illness, and I could not bear it.” He finally noticed how still she was. “What is it?”

“Nothing.” She shook her head, her voice thin.

“Are you hurting?”

“No.” She gasped and closed her eyes as he rubbed the spongeover her nipple. “They are sensitive. It happens- Oh!” She cried out sharply when he plucked at the flesh. The atmosphere in the bathroom had changed completely, and the steam that was rising was nothing compared to what they were feeling.

Richard felt his body reacting alarmingly to hers and he knew he had to have her.

“Collette–”he rasped, his hand going to her quivering stomach. “Baby.”

“We can’t,” she moaned. It felt as if she was about to go up in flames.

“We have to. Tell me if you are hurting.” Lifting her against him, he braced her against the tiles. His body was shuddering, his heart pounding so loudly that he wondered if he was on the verge of having a heart attack.

He hated himself for his lack of control where she was concerned, but the lust raging through his body was not goingaway, and if he didn’t have her, he felt as if he was going to die.

And he was bursting! Guiding himself into her, he closed his eyes and felt the shudder racing through his body. Her blood flow, combined with her tightness and moisture, was electrifying! For a moment, he could not move. Bowing his forehead to hers, he breathed through his clenched teeth.

“I need a minute," he whispered roughly.

Collette was having her own crisis. Her lower body was heavy. His penis buried so deep inside her during her time of the month was so erotic she could hardly bear it. Her nipples were aching, and her body felt as if it did not belong to her. She was feverish with a need so intense that she was actually in pain.

“Now,” she urged, her fingers digging into his shoulders and then his back. Her voice acted as a catalyst to move him forward, and when he did, he could not stop. His thrusts became frenzied, his body spinning out of control.

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