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“Do we need condoms?” I choked out.
“I’m clean,” he declared. My palms roamed his chest. “I always use protection and get tested frequently.” He paused, as if he hesitated before he continued, “I might not last long. You were the last woman I fucked.”
He’d said that before but his admission still came as a shock. The infamous playboy gave up all women after me. I hadn’t expected it. Not from a playboy like him.
Somehow it meant even more.
“I haven’t been with anyone since I got knocked up,” I whispered my own admission, although he knew it already.
“There’ll never be anyone else for you,” he growled. “Nor me.” I nodded my head in confirmation. “Now ride me, Wife.” God, the raspy note of his voice had a shiver rolling through me. The sensation of him deep inside of me drove me to the edge. “One flicker of pain and we stop. We won’t harm the baby. Understood?”
My chest cracked, letting him deeper inside my heart. Inch by inch he was taking over my soul.
I slid my hands up his chest, feeling his warm skin. I wished we were both naked, skin against skin. But there’d be other times. I knew there would be as surely as I knew my name.
Gripping his shoulders, I began to move. I rode him slowly, up and down his cock, feeling his piercing rub me in delicious ways. His hands on my hips guided me up and down, winding my pleasure higher and higher. I couldn’t see his face but the groan that sounded in his throat told me everything.
A shudder rolled through his body. I felt it as if it was my own. His hands held me tightly as I moved up and down his cock. I fucked him slowly, then picking up the speed as his hands started moving me faster. I bounced on his cock harder.
“You okay?” he grunted, as if he held himself back.
“More,” I demanded.
“Is the baby–”
“Fuck, Luca. The baby is fine. Please, harder. I need more.”
I couldn’t breathe. Hot pressure began to build as he yanked me up and down on his shaft. I could feel him stretching me, so deep inside me. When I felt his mouth on my nipple, sucking and then he gently bit, a shudder shook through me as pleasure burst.
“Fuck, you’re beautiful when you come.” He continued rocking my body, back and forth, his cock piercing me through my orgasm. My breaths came out erratic and heavy.
His body tensed, and his hands tightened on my waist as he thrust his hips upwards impaling me.
He let out a masculine groan that sent goosebumps dancing over my skin. He spilled inside me, his mouth on my belly. His kiss soaked through my skin and into my bloodstream.
His touch and taste became a drug. Even worse, I started to crave his words and his company.
His cock still inside me, his hand cupped my cheek.
“You’re mine, Margaret,” he said, punctuating the words like he wanted to prove a point. “You and our baby. Mine.”
Bu-bum. Bu-bum.
“Yours,” I murmured sleepily, languid heat from the orgasms he’d given me still swimming through my veins.
ChapterThirty-Four
LUCA
My wife’s cheeks were stained red all the way home.
It was a good look on her. She rested her head against the headrest, watching me drive with a soft smile on her lips. I had never met anyone who could be so soft and yet so sharp; two extremes depending where you stood in her life. I hoped this meant we were both going in the direction that would make our family better. Stronger. For our little girl and hopefully some boys in the future too.
Peace washed over me. I could always breathe easier when she smiled. Her happiness was the only thing that mattered to me. But when she smiled at me it made my chest glow. My blood thrummed in approval at having her eyes on me, her hands on me, her scent in my space.
“What’s the next thing on your bucket list?” I asked her. “I really like your list.”
She chuckled softly. “How about you tell me something from your list? This should be a two way street. You make my wish come true and I make yours.”
