Page 11 of Baby Mine

Jada couldn’t complain when he lifted her into his arms and carried her over to one of the lounge chairs. The cushion chilled her skin, but Renzo heated it immediately when he stretched his full length over her. He rested a knee and an elbow on the chair itself to keep from crushing her with his full weight. Jada found her hands trapped between them, palms flat on his chest. She had just enough room to explore and came across his erect, flat nipples. She loved how they felt beneath her fingertips and squeezed them. Renzo’s dark eyes deepened even more in color, and his moan sent vibrations through her hands.

“Spread your legs, cara. I want to be inside you now.”

She did as he asked, and the tip of his cock pierced her softness. She gasped and shut her eyes. How could it feel this good every time? He filled her, stretched her, and sent her pleasure into the stratosphere with the smallest of movements. Her juices flowed, allowing him easy access. His long, sleek cock glided into her pussy, and she whimpered his name. Denying herself this would have been insane. In fact, not having it over the last cou

ple of weeks had been torturous.

Renzo made a sound, capturing her attention. She looked up to find he’d closed his eyes, his jaw clenched. He seemed to breathe through his nose, and he’d gone still. A tremor rippled through his body, and she realized he fought for control. Renzo enjoyed making love to her as much as she did with him. She hungered for so much more.

“Damn, your pussy feels good, Jada. Raise your legs higher, baby. I want to go deeper. I want to lose myself inside you.”

She lifted her knees, and he helped her, guiding them over his shoulders. He pushed farther up her channel, and she shook from head to toe. “Yes, Renzo. It’s so good.” She pleaded for him to speed up, but he kept his movements slow and deliberate. He thrust until every inch sank into her and then arched his back to pull out. When just the tip pierced her opening, he pushed in once again.

“Look at me,” he commanded.

Their gazes met. The intensity in Renzo’s swept her inhibitions away. On some deep level, she sensed their connection and knew she belonged to him and him alone. Emotions clogged her throat while pleasure assaulted her body. They came together in a slap of skin on skin and drew apart to meet again. Jada concentrated on the feel of Renzo invading her body. He stole her power, her ability to resist him, and she hung at his mercy as he took what he desired.

Still not letting her look away, he released her legs to find her hands and laced his fingers between hers. Love swelled in her chest, and she did all she could not to allow it to be reflected in her eyes. The knowing expression in his told her she’d failed, but then he shocked her. His eyes softened, and she could have sworn she saw love shining back at her. Impossible. It’s the sex.

She shut him out of her sight. He sat up, pulling her with him, and turned her so she sat on his lap facing away from him. His cock slid into her pussy, and his arm bound her to him. She shuddered and cried out when an orgasm took hold, raging through her being. Renzo reached around to pinch her clit. He massaged the tiny bud through her climax, driving her higher and higher.

When her body calmed, Jada watched with slitted eyes as Renzo continued to make love to her. She enjoyed the sight of their thighs lined together, his tanned golden and her skin deep mocha brown. His hips moved against hers as she pushed back to him. Their torsos were locked tight in the sexual dance, and both his arms wound around her. She didn’t protest when he moved to play with her nipples. Just like her, he loved to feel the erect peaks in his palms. His teasing of them sent tingles between her thighs.

“Come, baby,” she encouraged him.

He squeezed both her breasts and weighted them in his hands. She arched her back and rested her head on his shoulder. Renzo drove faster into her pussy and then cried out her name. He stopped moving when his hot seed pumped into her channel. Jada expelled a sigh of contentment, but Renzo didn’t leave things there. He pulled out of her and turned her so she lay on her back again. In awe, she stared as he parted her thighs and went down on her. From the second his lips closed over her clit, she was lost. He licked and sucked until a second orgasm began to build. She squirmed and pleaded, dragging her fingers through his hair. His moans drove her insane. When she could hold on no longer, she screamed long and loud.

Some minutes passed before she pulled herself together. By then Renzo had risen and retrieved their clothing. She took the offered bikini top and slipped it on, hating the sodden feel of it against her skin. When they were dressed, Renzo led her to the hall. On the upper level of the mansion, she was relieved to find her noisiness hadn’t disturbed anyone else and started in the direction of her room. He blocked her path, and she cast him a curious glance.

“I’m not done,” was his explanation, and her body almost vibrated just hearing the words.

Jada followed her lover to his room and was soon lost in the throes of ecstasy once again.

Chapter Five

Jada opened her eyes just as the door opened and the maid walked in. She trailed the woman across the sitting area, through the double French doors, and into the bedroom. Jada didn’t move a muscle lest she stir morning sickness, which plagued her nonstop whenever she’d been asleep too long. Or at weird smells, or breathing… She groaned inwardly thinking about it.

Marie set a teacup on the bedside table and a covered saucer. Jada wondered if the early morning treat was something Renzo requested. Marie wouldn’t know to find her in his room, would she? She wasn’t used to rich people’s customs and felt kind of exposed to the servant, even if the sheets did cover her from neck to toe.

“Good morning, Miss Jada. Can I get you anything else?” Marie asked.

“Um, that’s for me?” She indicated the cup and dish with a point of her finger.

The maid nodded. “Mr. Renzo asked me to bring it here. There’s mint tea and crackers to help settle your stomach.”

Jada stared at her. She hadn’t asked for anything in the morning since she’d been here, suffering with the morning sickness in private, because it wasn’t too severe if she took it very slow rising. Renzo had considered her health and gave the order for the tea and crackers. What was he trying to do, make her stay? Temptation to do just that bowled her over like an ocean wave.

“Thank you. That’s all for now.”

The maid left the room, and Jada sat on the side of the bed consuming her treat. Whacked out hormones stirred her emotions, but she refused to be swayed by them. Not yet, but keeping the smile off her face while she showered and dressed proved tough.

Renzo stood at the bottom of the stairs when she reached them and Jada paused, taking in the sight of him. He spoke with his brother, and once again, the similarity between the two men struck her. Both looked amazing in their dark suits, and she imagined they were worth a small fortune, more than she’d ever considered spending on clothing. Sure she loved her pair of Jimmy Choo heels, but they were special, and she’d sacrificed a lot to get them.

When she reached the midway point down the stairs, Ettore glanced up and smiled at her. She didn’t believe he liked her all that much. “Good morning, Jada. Sleep well?”

“Very, thanks. Good morning, yourself.”

Renzo took her hand when she reached him and drew her in close. In front of his brother, he kissed her lips, and she stiffened, but Renzo didn’t let go. “As soon as I can arrange a meeting, I’ll let you know, Ettore. Accorsi owns an extensive four-star restaurant chain across America and more in Europe, not to mention his other holdings. We cannot afford to let this opportunity pass us by. This account will be a profitable one and definitely something you can lead.”

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