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.”

her to know he often called her his woman. It might sound like he 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 and sometimes, the words yineka mou slipped out. She was his, for now. Maybe he should be more

ready to explode, distracting him. He gave her his best cajoling look. “Ride

with passion as

she wanted to

more convincing, but moved into position above his bobbing erection.

he choked out gutturally from between clenched teeth as her slick

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

tested every six months for a couple of years after finding out Art

patch for birth control, so they didn’t need to worry about making

lowering her body so his hard length slid

with every ounce of selfcontrol he had earned in his thirty-five years of life. She rewarded his restraint by dropping down

yet, not. Their supreme awareness of each other could be no less than human.

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 cry that tingled at the

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