The Greek's Pregnant Bride

Chapter 47

Checking himself, he gritted his teeth before gripping hold of her remaining stocking and slowly sliding it off.

Now she was naked save for her lacy knickers. He took a moment to stare at her, taking every inch of her in.

She was perfect.

She was his.

The look on her face was something to be savoured, a knowing yet shy quirk of the lips.

She levered herself up until she knelt before him, face to face.

‘My turn,’ she whispered, her eyes sparkling.

For such a slight woman she had a hidden strength, able, with a push of her hand, to shove him onto his back.

She laughed softly, taking hold of his wrists and pulling them up and over his head.

This had to count as the single most erotic moment of his life: Alessa straddling him, pinning him down, her swollen breasts brushing against his face. Every time he made to capture one in his mouth, she would move just out of reach.

erection. Every time she moved out of the reach of his mouth her crotch rubbed the length of his erection, the material of

him on the mouth,

a simple flick he could be free

back, succumbing to the delights she wanted to

made her descent. No part of his chest was left

working around

but this only

all

onto the base of

through him,

clenched his teeth

he’d been certain he

stopping what she was doing to look at

to clasp her cheeks and pull her into another kiss. In a tangle of arms and legs they collapsed together, Alessandra beneath him, devouring

pushing them down her hips, using his thighs and legs to pull them down. When they reached her

inside her, burrowed

first time they’d made love he’d been blown away with how deeply he’d felt

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