Page 35 of The Billionaire's Bargain

"That first night. How you trembled when I touched you." I demonstrate, running my palm down her side, feeling the slight quiver of her muscles. "How you looked at me like I was something out of a dream."

Her fingers thread through my hair. "You were. I still wake up sometimes and can't believe this is real."

"It's real." I nip at her collarbone, soothing the sting with my tongue. "And it's never going away."

I take my time with her, relearning the landscape of her body even though I know it by heart. Her breasts are fuller now, more sensitive since she nursed Isa. I lavish attention on them until she's squirming beneath me, breathless pleas falling from her lips.

"Alexander, please..."

"Please what, baby?" I'm already moving lower, tasting the salt of her skin.

"I need you now." Her hips lift in invitation. "It's been three days."

I chuckle against her stomach. "Business trips are hell." My hands grip her thighs, spreading them wider. "But I'm home now. And I'm going to make up for lost time."

I settle between her legs, breathing in the scent of her arousal. "Mine," I growl, before tasting her with a broad stroke of my tongue.

She cries out, back arching off the bed. I hold her hips firmly, keeping her in place as I devour her. This—her pleasure, her surrender—feels like power no business deal could ever match. I work her with deliberate precision, using every trick I've learned over our years together until she's trembling, right on the edge.

"Not yet," I command, pulling back. "I want to be inside you when you come."

Her whimper of protest turns into a moan of satisfaction as I slide up her body and thrust into her in one smooth motion. The feeling of being enveloped in her heat nearly undoes me. Five years of marriage, and it still feels like coming home.

"Fuck, Alice." I grip the headboard with one hand to keep from crushing her, setting a relentless pace. "You feel so good around me."

Her legs wrap around my waist, pulling me deeper. "Don't stop."

As if I could. As if there's any force on earth that could make me stop when she's looking at me like this, when her body is gripping mine so perfectly. I slide my hand between us, finding the spot that makes her see stars.

"That's it, baby. Let go for me."

She comes with a cry, her body clenching around mine. The sight of her undone—flushed cheeks, parted lips, eyes glazed with pleasure—pushes me right to the edge. But I'm not finished yet.

I roll us, keeping us connected, until she's straddling me. Her hair falls forward like a curtain as she catches her breath, hands braced on my chest.

"Keep going," I urge, gripping her hips. "I'm not done with you yet."

She starts to move, finding her rhythm. The view from beneath her is spectacular—the sway of her breasts, the ripple of pleasure across her face, the place where our bodies join. I guide her movements, helping her find the angle that makes her gasp.

"You know what I want?" I ask, voice rough with restraint.

She nods, already guessing. We know each other too well now.

"Say it," I demand, slapping her ass lightly. "Tell me what I want."

"Another baby," she whispers, moving faster. "You want to put another baby in me."

The words ignite something primal in my chest. "That's right." I thrust up to meet her, hard enough to make her yelp. "I want to see you round with my child again. Want to watch you grow bigger each month, knowing I did that to you."

Her movements become erratic, her breathing shallow. "Yes," she hisses. "I want it too."

I flip us again, needing to control the pace, to drive us both toward that edge. "I need to breed you. Need to see you pregnant again. Got to fill you up with my cum. Fucking glowing.Mine."

I'm pounding into her now, all finesse gone, replaced by raw need. Her nails rake down my back, adding just the right edge of pain to my pleasure.

"Alexander," she gasps, "I'm close again."

"Come with me this time." I can feel my control slipping. "Come with me, Alice."

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