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He begins to pant, and I close my eyes and clench in a rhythm around him.

A move that I know drives him to the point of no return.

“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck!” he growls. “Come.” He pumps me hard. “I can’t stop. You need to come.”

I smile against the cushion. He can’t stand the thought of coming first. It’s his worst nightmare.

God, I love this man.

“Olivia!” he cries as he completely loses control. “Now. Fucking now.”

I clench and spiral hard as his deep guttural moan fills the room. He pumps me full of his semen. I can feel the heat as it leaves his body and enters mine. He moves me slowly to completely empty himself, and then he lifts me and falls onto the sofa in a seated position. He pulls me over him to straddle his lap. He slides his cock deep back into my body and kisses me softly.

This is the time that I love.

No matter how hard we fuck, no matter how animalistic we get with each other,

after we’re finished, he always puts himself back into me in a missionary position so he can kiss me.

Just him, me, and the love that we share. A perfect moment of clarity between us.

A tenderness that we only get from each other.

“I love you,” he whispers against my lips. My heart constricts.

Now… it’s time.

I pull back from our embrace. “Rici,” I whisper. “Ti amo.”

He smiles softly.

“I’m pregnant.”

His face falls.

“I don’t know how it happened, or if the timing is right.”

His eyes search mine.

“Is this okay?” I whisper, suddenly nervous.

He grabs me, pulls me to him, and he buries my head into his neck. “Of course, it’s okay, my love.” He pulls me back so he can see my face. “Are you sure?”

“I did a pregnancy test and it came back positive.”

His face breaks into a breathtaking smile. His eyes are filled with tears. “I love you so much, Olivia.” He kisses me. “Thank you, thank you, thank you. A child… your child,” he whispers in awe.

“Our child.” I smile softly.

His face falls, as if he’s suddenly remembering something. “Oh dear God.”

“What?”

“I was so rough just now.” His hand goes to my stomach. “Are you all right? Did I hurt you?”

I smile to myself. Never would I have imagined he would be worried about having rough sex.

“You were perfect. We are perfect.”

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