The Greek's Pregnant Lover

Chapter 8

“Cass makes him laugh.” The strange tone was there again and no more comprehensible to Piper.

Regardless, she could not picture Neo Stamos laughing. “He really must be in love.”

“Yes.”

She might not be able to interpret that tone, but Piper did know something about it bothered her. She scooted up his lap so the silk panties covering her were directly over the hard bulge behind his zipper.

Whatever was going on in Zephyr’s head, his desire for her had not abated by even a centimeter.

He needed to relax and forget about Stamos & Nikos Enterprises for a while. She knew just how to help him do that.

She leaned forward and spoke against his lips. “No more talking, Zephyr.”

my lips?” Every word brushed his lips

minicaress leading up to when she pressed their mouths together with

her tongue to tease his, he kept his hands locked onto her hips while she

did the same. He never made her feel like a freak for enjoying sex. Art had often made cutting comments about her behavior in bed, reining in her abandon. And then he’d had the temerity to say that all men cheated because they couldn’t get what they needed from one woman.

to give. Zephyr, on the other hand, never made her feel dirty for getting lost in the physical. Her passion did not intimidate or disgust him.

just as deep and consuming. He didn’t posture or pretend.

their desires got in the way of a neat and tidy disrobing. Like now. It was clear from the way he touched and responded to her that he wasn’t thinking about anything but the pleasure

to remain passive for

body heat and the strength of his

her through her clothes, then

of its own volition, sharp talons of sexual hunger piercing her and

didn’t claim her body with his soon, she was going to lose her mind. Or take over.

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