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Words were not required now, and instead she succumbed to the bliss of his kiss. She did have a fuse, it just required Ilyas to ignite it. And so very easily he did.
He kissed her down onto the unmade bed and when they ached for skin-to-skin contact there simply was no time, for their needs had been left unaddressed for too long.
Ilyas ran a hand between her bare legs as her dress ruched up.
The lipstick she had so carefully applied smeared both their mouths as she held his cheeks in her hands.
Ilyas took delicious care of the rest.
He tore at her knickers and he unzipped.
As she moved to open her legs, it was not fast enough for Ilyas, and his impatient hand was already there, parting them. His breath felt hot on her ear, and then Maggie closed her eyes as he slid in and filled her.
He took his weight off her, but she wrapped her legs around him and dragged him closer. Their lovemaking was intense and frantic and he took her hard and deep. She held his broad shoulders and Maggie ached for his skin to be against hers, but he was fully dressed, the only naked part of him deep inside her.
She was suddenly frantic, her hands patting his suited shoulders as if somehow she might find the flesh beneath.
‘Ilyas...’ she gasped, for she was trying to hold on, scared that her orgasm might herald the end of a torrid dream for, even now, she could still not quite believe he was there.
Then he gave a low shout and she could no longer hold back as he shot into her and she came hard to him—tight, intimate beats, dragging out each precious drop he delivered.
And they were lovers again, Maggie thought as he pulled out of her. In a moment, she thought, they would get undressed, but for now they were breathless and anything other than holding the other seemed like too much effort.
He pulled her dress down a little and he arranged himself, and then his hand came to her stomach and Maggie felt his curiosity about the changes in her.
And, of course, he had questions.
‘When did you find out?’ he asked with his hand on her stomach.
‘A few weeks after I got back,’ Maggie admitted.
‘Were you scared?’
She nodded.
‘Of me?’
‘No. I think I was more scared of our baby being without you,’ Maggie said. ‘And I was scared what might happen...’
‘I hate the thought of you alone and dealing with this.’
‘I wasn’t alone. I had Flo and Paul...’ She closed her eyes because tears were threatening.
‘Youcancry,’ he said.
‘I don’t, though,’ Maggie said, and blew out a breath.
She told him what she had found out the day before.
‘It’s a little boy,’ Maggie said.
Ilyas let that sink in.
A boy.
He would have a son. He did not need to swear that he would be a better father than his own. There was no doubt in his mind as to that.
And there was no needless questioning as to whether or not he was the father, but there was one thing he needed to know. ‘Were you ever going to tell me, Maggie?’
