The Greek's Pregnant Lover

Chapter 19

The minx.

He was already hard, but the pressure grew more urgent as her soft touches on his scrotum continued. “You’re on dangerous ground there, pethi mou.”

“Am I?” She was no longer sitting on him, but her knees were still on either side of his.

He took that as an invitation and flipped onto his back, his breath expelling in a hard gust at the sight of her naked body above him. “You are so damn beautiful.”

“You’re prejudiced.”

“You think so, glyka mou? I think you could have made millions as a model.”

She smiled and shook her head. “Did you just call me sweet?”

“My sweet. You’re learning Greek.”

“Just that one.”

their sex wasn’t based in some foolish romantic commitment, he was a possessive guy. It

hard-on felt ready to explode, distracting him.

as he’d

not on a tight schedule, even if she wanted to visit more museums

any more convincing, but moved into position above

choked out gutturally from between clenched

her with a hand between her perfectly shaped breasts. “Neither of us has been with

finding out Art was such a

they didn’t need to worry about making a baby neither of them

she breathed out, lowering her body so his hard length slid

that word that she always chided him for and had to fight the urge to surge upward with every ounce of selfcontrol he had earned in his thirty-five years of life. She rewarded his restraint by dropping down and engulfing his entire length in her humid heat. Damn, massaging him had excited

at him in undeniable need. They moved together like animals mating and yet, not. Their supreme awareness of each other could be no less than human. Their

together threw him into a convulsive climax, but he didn’t have to worry. She was right there with him, her head thrown back, her pleasure falling from her lips in a keening

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