Page 76 of Forbidden Surrogate

I knew from the start what a life in the mob would entail. From day one, there was no romanticizing this part of Luigi’s life. I told myself that I could get used to the idea of him leaving, especially with Angela left behind for company, but everything changed between us so quickly and so intensely. I don’t want to be here without Luigi for long.

“I’ll take him,” Luigi says eagerly, helping to pry Gio from my arms while Leo clamps desperately on my left nipple. He takes much longer to fall asleep than his brother. Once Luigi has Gio, Leo makes some gurgling noises and kicks his legs out as if to celebrate his monopoly over my breastmilk.

I watch Luigi set Gio gently in his crib. Ugh. Is he going to want me after I’m done breastfeeding and gross? I felt a lot more beautiful in that wedding dress earlier than I do right now. Once Luigi sets Gio down, he turns to me with a crazy-looking smile on his face. Uh oh.

“Um… yes?”

Luigi approaches me and crouches down to meet my eye level while I nurse our baby. My heart pounds as Leo keeps suckling, sending sharp surges of pain through me whenever he switches his mouth position. Luigi just keeps smiling, even as I wince and shift positions in the hotel room’s large leather-backed chair.

“You look beautiful,” Luigi finally says, looking up at me with his infuriatingly genuine eyes. “I know it’s crazy but… I have never wanted you more than I do right now.”

“Leo’s still eating,” I mutter, stroking the top of his head.

“He’d better hurry,” Luigi says, taking my free hand and pressing it to his lips. “I want my wife tonight. Soon.”

The shiver of desire spreads straight between my legs. This man has always made me feel wanted. From the first time I woke up in his bed to right now, I never have to doubt his feelings for me. Even when he tried to hide those feelings, Luigi could never quite withhold just how much he wanted me. I could always tell.

He extends his thumb and rubs my lips.

“I’ll run you a bath,” he says. “When the baby goes down, I’ll get you clean and comfortable.”

Leo falls asleep shortly after Luigi leaves to draw me a bath. He thought out every detail of his honeymoon suite. I put our little one down in the crib next to his brother. They can’t sleep apart and right now, it’s the cutest thing ever to watch them cling to each other for warmth.

Luigi waits for me at the edge of the bath wearing nothing but his boxers and a black undershirt that clings perfectly to his muscles. Fuck, he looks yummy. His thick strong legs are practically beckoning me to straddle him. He gestures towards the water.

“Come have a soak.”

“I’m exhausted.”

“Exactly,” he says with a smile. “I’ll get you nice and clean, then you can curl up next to me.”

“I’m going to miss this while you’re in Pittsburgh.”

“Don’t remind me,” he says with a sigh. “Now come on. Clothes off, Delphine. I want to see my wife’s gorgeous body.”

My wife.Those two words get me wet instantly. I practically throw my clothes off. Luigi stares at me as I shimmy out of my panties. I didn’t bother wearing a bra to nurse the twins, so once I have my sweater off, I amnaked.Luigi gives me a once-over and then wolf whistles.

“I have a hot wife.”

“Shut up.”

“I mean it. Now get over here before I turn into a Neanderthal.”

He doesn’t have to ask me twice. Luigi takes my hand and helps me into the tub. The water is the perfect temperature. This feels incredible. I sink into the water and groan with pleasure. This feels so damn good. Luigi chuckles.

“I knew you would like it.”

Over the next thirty minutes, he sponges me clean with this eucalyptus body wash that soothes my nipples and makes my skin tingle. He gently lifts my hair to wash my back and indulges me in a deeply necessary massage. I only want to leave this bath at all because of my pruning fingers.

“I can run you one more bath before I leave,” Luigi promises. My heart does that little nervous jump again at the mention of his departure. I knew it was coming, but every interaction we have brings us closer to that goodbye. Despite my exhaustion from nursing and our wedding day, I desperately crave sleeping with this man one last time before he leaves.

He gently cleanses me and leads me from the bath into a wrapped fluffy white robe. My head swims sleepily because I’mso comfortable in the robe, but Luigi has other plans when he leads me to sit on the edge of the bed.

“You must be tired,” he says. “I’ll lotion you up.”

I know Luigi wants to put his hands all over me again, but I’m just happy I convinced him to adopt my lotion habit. As I sit on the edge of the bed, Luigi positions himself on his knees, pumping creamy white lotion into the palm of his hands.

He starts at the base of my feet, pressing his thumbs into the balls of my left foot and then running pressure along the length of my arch. The pleasure travels up my arches and up the length of my calf.Fuck,it feels incredible. Luigi massages lotion all over my feet and calves, getting my skin soft and supple to the touch as he moves his way up to my thighs.

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