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.”

meant something more than he did, but even if their sex wasn’t based in some foolish romantic commitment, he was a possessive guy. It was just the way he was made

to explode, distracting him. He gave her his best cajoling

blue gaze went dark with passion as he’d known it would. “Do we

to visit more museums in one day than he usually

into position above his bobbing erection. “You look ready

gutturally from between clenched teeth as her slick feminine flesh brushed

a hand between her perfectly shaped breasts. “Neither of us has been with anyone else in almost two years. I’ve had two clean bills of health

every six months for a couple of years after finding out Art was such a damn tomcat

let’s go bare.” She used the patch for birth control, so they didn’t need to worry

lowering her body so his hard length slid inside

surge upward with every ounce of selfcontrol he had earned in his thirty-five years of life.

at him in undeniable need. They moved together like animals mating and yet, not. Their supreme awareness of each other could

was right there with him, her head thrown back, her pleasure falling

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