The Greek's Pregnant Bride

Chapter 66

The bowl of pasta Christian had been eating out of earlier, which had been left in the sink, went flying the same way as the cup. Without pausing for breath, she swung open the door of the cupboard that contained all the crockery.

‘Alessandra, that’s enough,’ he commanded.

‘Don’t tell me what’s enough.’

He lunged for her before she could throw the plate she’d taken hold of, grabbing her wrist with one hand and relieving her of the plate with the other. ‘I said that’s enough.’

Heart pounding, blood surging with adrenaline, he kicked the cupboard door shut, flung the plate on the work surface then pressed her against it, using his strength and height to trap her.

She pushed against him furiously, bucking. ‘Bastardo! Let me go.’

‘I will let you go when you’ve calmed down.’

‘I am calm!’ she shouted.

‘Listen to me,’ he said, trapping her face in his hands, forcing her to look at him. ‘I do not want to sleep with Kerstin. The only woman I want to sleep with is you.’

emotions he didn’t know where to begin counting them. ‘Bugiardo.

ever lied

became smaller. ‘You don’t want me.

Can you not feel how turned on I am?’ He laughed cynically. As if she could fail to feel his erection pressed

you wanted more than you’d thought humanly possible. One touch and the body turned to

thought I was doing

parted, closed then parted

nostrils and penetrated down, burrowing through his skin, his veins, down into his arteries and pumping

those lips, luscious invitations to

Why?

moment was that if he didn’t feel those plump

his mouth

There was no resistance.

his as she kissed him back, kissing him with a violence that made the heat deep

the work surface, her legs parting to wrap around

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