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A tongue prodded her lips and swept into her mouth, while an equally hot and heavy shaft slid into her moist channel. The double penetration had crying out as she came on his turgid flesh, her fervent cries filling the air as she rode his shaft, while he sucked on her tongue.

The waves of pleasure seemed to be never ending as her breasts heaved and her body trembled against his. His mouth left hers and moved down to her breasts which he began to suckle hungrily, sending another wave of pleasure crashing over her. Raquel held him tightly, her limbs manacling him in a tight grip, fearful that she would be swept away by the waves of pleasure crashing over her, but Alexandre wasn’t done with her.

As soon as she climbed down from the dizzying heights of pleasure, he carried her out of the pool, his length hot and heavy inside her, to the nearest daybed. “Looks like we’ll consummate our marriage on a daybed,” he muttered thickly, almost angrily, embarrassed that he didn’t have the wherewithal to carry her to their bedroom.

He was hot and hard, and wanted her now!

“I don’t care,” she moaned as he laid her on the daybed before sliding out of her and on to his knees.

Thrusting her legs apart, he feasted on her intimate flesh, drawing out yet another orgasm from her before lifting her and taking her place on the daybed.

“Ride me, wife.”

Raquel rode him with wild abandon, her wet hair clinging to her shoulders and her breasts, the ends brushing his thighs, the sensations further hardening his already turgid flesh. She fed him her breasts, encouraging him to suckle her as she rode him hard, her breasts jiggling in his face as she raced toward another orgasm.

His lips slid off her breast as his hands moved down to cup the small mound beneath which lay his child. The visual evidence of his child triggered his own climax and he thrust up, seeking his release, just as Raquel came noisily above him.

It was a hot and fervid coupling, one which shattered them completely and Raquel fell against his chest, struggling to catch her breath. Beneath her, Alexandre wrapped his arms around her as he succumbed to the most peaceful sleep he’d ever had.

Chapter Twenty-One

“Why did you storm outof the clinic yesterday?”

Raquel nursed her glass of water as she sat on the balcony outside their bedroom.

Sometime during the night, Alexandre carried back to the bedroom, where he chose to sleep beside her. Their lovemaking marked a potent shift in their relationship, and although neither discussed the previous night, Raquel had a feeling things would get better from here on.

Only, she couldn’t say the same about the state of her heart. She feared she had crossed the point of no return last night.

She looked at Alexandre, who sat beside her at the small table where they’d had breakfast, noting that he looked much better this morning—the strain lines on his face were gone, and he looked visibly relaxed.

“I couldn’t bear to see the apathy on your face,” he replied, his eyes trained on the sea spread out before them.

“What?” she asked, incredulous. “You’re the one who ran off as soon as you saw our child on the screen!”

“I left that room when I saw that you had your head turned away, as if you couldn’t bear to see my child!” He pointed out and she bristled.

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