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.”

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

explode, distracting him. He gave

with passion as he’d known it would.

on a tight schedule, even if she wanted to

position above his bobbing erection. “You look

between clenched teeth as her slick feminine flesh

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

knew 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

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

out, lowering her body so his hard length

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.

moved together like animals mating and yet, not. Their supreme awareness

She was right there with him, her head thrown back,

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