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Firm hands grasped her arms, lifted them away so her gown pooled into a silky froth at her feet, leaving her in only her white lace panties.
For an eternity, he stared at her ripe body, his throat moving convulsively as he swallowed. ‘Dios mio.You’re a goddess.Mi diosa perfecta.’
‘Hardly,’ she tried to counter, but her hitched voice betrayed her thrill at his words.
‘Oh, yes. Your belly is swollen with my child and it’s the most perfect sight I’ve ever seen.’
Genie couldn’t help it. Tears filled her eyes, words of love tripping to her tongue.
He made a rough sound. His hands cupped her face, brushing away the tears before they fell. Then he swooped, sealing her mouth with his before she could speak the words. And then she was lost in sensation, clinging to him even as he shed his clothes, a mixture of frustrated laughter only building the blaze of lust and connection between them.
When he fetched fat cushions and laid her down on the thick rug before the fire and proceeded to kiss every inch of her body, Genie buried her fingers in his hair, closed her eyes and lost herself to pure sensation and magic created by his hands and lips and tongue.
She was delirious by the time he propped her up on her hands and knees, her senses on fire. Genie moaned when his hands glided down her spine, thick words of praise falling from his lips.
‘I need you,’ she whimpered at the feel of his touch caressing boldly between her thighs, stoking her wet centre.
‘Aren’t you forgetting one last thing?’ Seve rasped, his body hard, warm and primed for her.
Her brain lagged for a few seconds before she gasped. ‘You’re not really going to make me beg?’
‘A deal is a deal,pequeña,’ he stated hoarsely, his tongue gliding out to lick his lower lip as anticipation carved his features into perfect stone.
‘Please, Seve. Please take me,’ she obliged breathlessly, too far gone to equivocate. Then took pleasure in watching him shut his eyes on a groan as he grappled for control.
Then he was surging into her, the skill and intensity of him making her cry out in sheer bliss. Perhaps it was the weeks upon weeks of roller-coaster emotions she’d been through that had brought her up to this point, or it could’ve been the sheer bliss of taking him into her body without protection, but Genie felt the power of the moment. More tears flowed and she didn’t bother to stem them.
Her life was no longer a desolate landscape. She had a husband and a baby.
What more could she ask for?
Just one final thing.
Seve accepted what needed to be done as he curled his body around Genie’s, his heart still racing from the transformative sex they’d just had.
He’d stalled for long enough.
They’d been in his mountain cabin for seven days. One glorious, uninterrupted week he’d been uncertain he’d settle into—because he rarely took vacations—but had quietly relished nonetheless. Days when, every time he caught a glimpse of Genie’s belly or the flash of the Cardosian diamond on her finger, or, hell, even saw her bare feet, it produced a wild kick in his chest he repeatedly had to clench his gut to absorb.
And Genie...
He enjoyed indulging her. She made him feel...lighter. And he would feel lighter still once he exorcised Lorenzo from his life once and for all.
Genie’s intelligence had gifted him the means to save Cardosia. The unreversed gift of her body in nurturing his child and delighting him in bed had lifted dark shadows he’d feared he’d live with for the rest of his life.
It was time to let go of the past. To embrace the challenges and rewards of the future.
On cue, his phone buzzed. He disentangled himself from his wife...hiswife...chuckling when she protested in her sleep, and reached for it.
The message from Alessio removed all traces of amusement.
Rising, he fired back a response as he went into the bathroom. A quick shower later, he selected more formal attire than he’d worn in a while.
He was slipping on his favourite watch when he entered the bedroom.
‘Why are you dressed? Are you leaving?’ Her puzzled, sleep-roughened voice reached him from across the room.
He tensed, then forced calm into his body. Raising his head, he almost groaned at the sight of her. Tousled, sexy, a fertile goddess draped in tumbled white sheets that barely contained her beauty. The urge to tear his clothes off and slide beneath the covers with her was so strong, he had to mentally shake his head to regain his focus.
