Page 124 of Hidden By His Side

“I know. I know you do.” His eyes opened, continuing to shimmer. “I want that, too.”

She shifted against him, the need to be connected almost painful. “Don’t leave me empty.”

His breath shuddered against her lips as his hands firmed on her waist, angling her up so he could press againsther. They both cried out as she sank down on his length until he was buried inside her.

Their bodies shook. There was no pain, just a fullness that made her head spin. She squeezed around him, realizing all over again that they were as close as they could possibly be.

“Ram,” she whispered, nuzzling his cheek. “I love you.”

He let out a broken gasp, pulling her down onto him even tighter, the movement making them both whimper as the ache spiraled and spread.

“I love you.” Summer clung to him as her body moved, seeking what it needed.

His strong arms helped her to lift and fall, slowly at first, every inch of him pushing in and making her clench and squeeze around him.

“You’re with me,” he said. “I’m the one inside you.”

Their bodies moved together, each stroke tightening the ache inside. Her skin tingled, her fingers clutched at him, and she couldn’t seem to stop those small “uhn” sounds from slipping out of her throat as she stared into his eyes.

“That’s it. Oh, fuck, the way you’re fluttering around me is making me so fucking sensitive.” They thrust together, their movements faster.

“Oh, fuck.” He cried out against her mouth as he slid in deep and her body clenched around him. “I’m going to come. I can’t—” His eyes were darker than ever, his pupils blown wide. He cried out as he thrust up and tugged her down onto his lap.His mouth went slack as his body shuddered, and she felt him come inside her.

His orgasm triggered her own, the clutching wave inside of her body gripping him as if she never wanted to let him go.

Their arms wrapped tightly around each other as their bodies shook. Her lips found his neck, and she kissed his sweaty skin, liking the taste of salt mixed with the scent that was all him.

“I read pregnant women need sex more often,” Summer mumbled into his neck.

Ramiro’s chest rumbled under her ear as he laughed and hugged her close. “You can have me as often as you want. I’m yours, baby girl.” He nuzzled against her head. “Always yours.”

Summer waited for the inner voice to sneak up, the one that would tell her she didn’t deserve this, any of this. It stayed silent. She panted against him before brushing her lips over his skin again and relaxing into his hold, the place she wanted to be.

Chapter 39

Ramiro scowled down at Hayes’s message, his skin flushing as his vision dimmed.

‘Living room has cameras.’

He was going to fucking carve out Hayes’s eyes the next time he dragged him out of the house.

‘Just a friendly reminder.’

Ramiro jabbed at the screen. ‘Don’t make me hurt you.’ He’d need to ask Diego if there was a way to switch the cameras off and on at will. Summer liked sex on the couch best with how round her body had become.

‘I didn’t watch long.’

Hayes wasn’t helping himself by trying to downplay it. ‘Liar.’

The chat screen disappeared, and Ramiro ran a hand down his face as he let the phone drop to his desk.

Summer giggled in the office doorway, drawing his gaze. She shifted farther into the room, and he couldn’t help butnotice the waddling progress she made. That change had begun this week.

Ramiro wanted to jump up from his chair and force her to sit in it, but both Summer and the doctor had reminded him that being on her feet was good for her. She’d taken to making barefoot laps around the office every couple of hours. Barefoot, because she continued to kick her shoes off beneath her desk as soon as she could.

“Come here,” he murmured, holding out his hand. She took it, her smile not forced at all as she let him pull her in front of him.

Ramiro’s hands moved to her hips, and he leaned forward to brush a kiss over her stomach. Summer’s breath hitched, and she ran a hand over his hair, making him want to pull her even closer.

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