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Lost in her taste, I pulled her closer to my mouth and pushed my tongue deep inside her, where my cock was straining to be. She clawed at my shoulders and screamed. I kept going, wanting to draw out every drop until she was limp against the cabinet. I slowed, then stopped, kissing the inside of her thigh, laughing when she pulled me up to rest against my chest.

“I can’t breathe,” she said, smiling widely. “I can’t think.”

“That’s not so bad sometimes,” I said.

“No, not bad at all.” After a few moments, she lifted her head and smiled devilishly. “Second wind,” she said, shoving me back a step.

Sliding down from the counter, she molded her body to mine, her hand slipping beneath my waistband to wrap around my throbbing cock. With her other hand, she undid the fastening and pushed the swim trunks down around my ankles. Stroking my shaft, she kept pushing me backward until my ass hit the edge of the kitchen table.

Our eyes locked, and I had to have her mouth. Tangling my fingers in her hair, I tugged on it until her chin was raised to me, then leaned down and claimed her, pushing my tongue between her lips. My free hand slid up her side to cup her breast and tweak her nipple between my thumb and finger, rolling it until it was a tight peak. She moaned against my mouth and tightened her grip on me.

“Enough of that,” I growled. “I need to be inside you right now.”

I picked her up and turned her around, laying her out on the table. She laughed as the sugar bowl went flying, and I swept the salt and pepper shakers after it. She spread her legs and wrapped them around my hips, pulling me on top of her.

Never had I been so overcome with desire, and still, I stopped cold. “I don’t have a condom,” I said, following it with several choice swear words. “Maybe upstairs in the master bathroom.”

She laughed again and tightened her legs, locking me in place. “Leo, I’m already pregnant.”

The fact that she thought that was hilarious was infectious, and I joined in with her laughter. “Okay, if you’re sure.”

“I’m sure.”

She was serious now, and so was I. I nudged my hand between our entwined bodies and smoothed my fingers down her clit, sinking them into her tight, wet heat, making sure she was ready for me.

“I can’t wait to fuck you,” I told her, guiding my fingers in and out of her pussy.

She shivered against me. “Then why are you waiting?” she asked.

I pushed deeper, making her gasp. “Because this is fun, too.”

Her eyes fluttered shut, and her mouth drifted open as she enjoyed my caresses. “Yes, it is,” she sighed.

Her soft breath on my neck broke me. I stood up and centered my cock at her opening, teasing her once more before ramming hard and deep. This was amazing. She was amazing. How many times had I done this before? It may as well have been the first.

She grabbed onto me and held on as I pounded into her, lost to everything except the feel of her body. As eager as I was for my own release inside her, I was greedy to hear her sounds of ecstasy again. Slowing my strokes, I nuzzled her neck as I found her clit with my fingertips. Her orgasm was shocking, instantaneous, and I felt every last spasm. I joined her in shouting as I spilled inside her, going until I was drained dry and fell in a heap on her chest.

Her arms slowly curled around me, and I felt her kiss my cheek, something sweet and unexpected. I raised my head enough to smile weakly at her, then rolled next to her on the table. I couldn’t think, and I definitely didn’t mind it.

Chapter 15 - Samantha

No sooner had the shockwaves subsided than regret crashed in and destroyed our little party. I lay next to Leo on the kitchen table, staring at the ceiling and wishing I could beam myself anywhere but there. And at the same time, wishing he’d never let me go.

“Oh my God,” I groaned, trying to slide away. Where were my clothes? The top was destroyed. It didn’t matter; I’d run upstairs naked just to put this terrible decision behind me.

This was going to be over one day, hopefully soon, but no later than the birth of the baby. If I kept giving in to idiotic impulses and wrapping myself around him, I was going to lose the very last job I had. Oh, who was I fooling? There was no coming back from this mistake. I resolved to stay in my room until it was safe to go home.

Instead of moving so I could escape, he planted his hands on either side of me. “No. No running away.”

Why did he have to be so handsome? Why did he have to save my life and care for my family? My overwhelming gratitude had driven me to this, and now he was determined to make it worse.

“I’m not running away,” I muttered, skating my gaze away from his eye contact.

“Yeah, because I’m not letting you.”

Don’t laugh.“This was amazing,” I said.

“But?” he prodded.

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