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.”

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

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

passion as he’d known it

if she wanted to visit more museums in one day than he usually saw in

moved into position above

from between clenched teeth as her slick feminine flesh brushed against

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

she’d tested every six months for a couple of years after finding out Art was such a damn tomcat and wasn’t surprised when she said,

bare.” She used the patch for birth control, so they didn’t need to worry about making a baby neither of them were

body so his

always chided him for and had to fight the urge to surge upward with every ounce of selfcontrol he had earned in

slick with arousal and her inner muscles clenched at him in undeniable need. They moved together like animals mating and yet, not. Their supreme

sensation of their bare skin moving together threw him into a convulsive climax, but he didn’t have to worry. She was right there with him, her head

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