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‘Want to bet?’
‘But your family,’ she said desperately.
‘Dinner isn’t for hours.’
‘But—’
‘No more buts, Justina. Especially when we both know you don’t really mean them. Don’t you realise this is siesta time and you’re in Italy now?’
His lips were trailing fire as they brushed over her neck and her eyes closed as her head fell back against the pillow. ‘Oh,’ she said indistinctly.
‘I want to kiss every inch of you,’ he breathed. ‘I want to touch every part of your body. Do you know that?’
Now his finger was stroking its way over her breast, teasing over the aching mound until it alighted with teasing precision on the nipple. ‘I... Oh...’
‘Your breasts are bigger than they used to be.’
‘And do you...do you approve?’
He smiled against her lips. ‘Mmm. One hundred percent.’
His finger had moved down over her belly and quickly she sucked it in. ‘Dante!’
‘Relax. Why are you holding your breath like that?’
‘Because my breasts aren’t the only things which are bigger. My stomach is huge!’
He laid the flat of his hand over the slight cushioning of her flesh. ‘Your stomach is perfect. Just as you are perfect.’
‘No, I’m not.’
‘Will you shut up and come here?’
He bent his head to kiss her and Justina could feel herself almost drowning in the sweetness of that kiss and the things he had just said to her. He thought she was perfect! She clung to him as his fingers drifted to her bare knee and then made an almost careless journey up her thigh. He skated teasing little circles there until she was gasping, and then his finger flicked against her sticky heat and she gasped some more. And suddenly his possession became more important than immediate pleasure. She wanted to feel him. She wanted him deep inside her again.
‘Dante...’ she whispered.
‘What?’ he whispered back.
‘Please.’
‘Can’t wait any longer?’
‘N-no.’
‘Me neither, tesoro. Me neither.’
She held her breath as he moved over her, and the world seemed to stand still as he entered her with one deep and possessive thrust. She felt a great warmth suffuse her, and the breath she’d been holding escaped. She thought she felt him smile against her lips before starting to kiss her again. And Justina let go. Suddenly it was easy to let go. To forget about what had brought them here and concentrate instead on the way he was making her feel.
‘Oh,’ she breathed again.
Through the dark mists of his own pleasure he managed to get words out. ‘Does that hurt?’
‘God, no. It feels...incredible.’
‘I know it does. For me, too.’ He closed his eyes as he lost himself in the rhythm. He’d thought that the sex would be different, and it was—just not in the way he’d imagined. Justina was as tight and delectable as she’d ever been, but it felt... Dante groaned. It felt more than sex had ever felt before. Something which went deeper than physical pleasure. Was that because this body had given birth to his baby—because part of him had grown deep inside her?
He felt her thighs wrap themselves around his back and her fingers digging into his shoulders. He could feel her climax building, and even though he could have come in an instant he held back. He held back even though it nearly killed him—and only when she started to come did he let go and he thought his orgasm was never going to end.
