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Breasts heaving, Mia slings her arms around my shoulders, clinging to me as she breathes heavily in her ecstasy. I still inside her, relishing the feel of her body twitching against my body, her walls throbbing forcefully around me.
And every time I shift even an inch, she twitches to life once more.
Only after the last of her aftershocks subside do I scoop her up off the dresser, my arms resting beneath her hips as I carry her to the bed. Falling on top of her, I pin her there, breaking our kiss so I can peer deep into her eyes.
“I love making you come,” I breathe.
She nips playfully at my lower lip, making my cock twitch inside her.
“You can make me come as many times as you like,” she assures me.
I smile wickedly. Then, with a snarl, I claim her lips once more.
Mia arches beneath me, her hips rolling as she tells me what she wants. I hook an arm beneath each knee, spreading her legs further as I lift her legs, bringing her feet up by my shoulders in a deep stretch.
Then I start to move inside her once again. She feels infinitely tighter in this position, and Mia whimpers against my lips.
“Too much?” I ask, my pace slowing because I don’t want to hurt her.
“No, it feelssogood,” she moans.
Christ.Just the sound of her pleasure-laced voice makes me want to come.
Stroking my tongue between her lips, I taste her deeply, penetrating her mouth in the same smooth, silky way I take her with my cock. Mia pants and whimpers, the soft sounds somehow even more scintillating than the desperate cries from before.
Our skin slaps together in a deliciously carnal sound, and I feel the tension building at the base of my spine, warning me that I can’t hold out much longer. She just feels so agonizingly good.
“Oh, God, I’m gonna come!” she gasps, the astonishment in her voice bringing a smile to my lips.
“Come with me, angel,” I murmur, my balls tightening at the thought of filling her up.
Mia explodes around me, her pussy throbbing as she grips me like a vise, and that’s all it takes to launch me into oblivion. I grunt, shoving deep inside her as my balls empty, releasing spurts of hot cum inside her depths.
Colorful dots explode across the back of my eyelids as an intense, all-consuming satisfaction seeps through me, that feeling of contentment that runs bone deep when everything feels perfectly as it should be.
I never imagined I might fall for the daughter of my childhood best friend. But damn, I don’t think I’ll ever find someone I fit with so perfectly as Mia. We breathe together, heavily. Our foreheads pressed together, our lips just inches apart, we share the air as we soak in the blissful aftermath of our tryst.
“Wow,” I murmur, licking my lips as I slowly come down from my high.
“Yeah,” she agrees breathily.
Easing out of her, I roll onto the bed beside her to stare up at the ceiling. We lie in companionable silence for several minutes, simply catching our breath as my fingers rest lightly on top of her thigh.
And though I would love nothing more than to hear her tell me what I wish this means, I don’t pressure her to make a decision. To pick me. Even if she can’t, Luke will probably have to bow out of the competition for one work reason or another in the end.
And when he does, I’ll be here. Waiting.
Cilian, on the other hand, I’m less confident about where they stand. I did see her kiss him last evening. But then she just walked away.
Sitting up, I comb my fingers through my hair, trying to shake off my nagging curiosity. Maybe it’s none of my business, but I would rather know what I’m up against. And when it comes down to it, even though Cilian might not want to be a father, he could prove to be my stiffest competition.
Rising from the bed, I stoop to collect my clothing. As if taking that as a cue, Mia takes a silk robe from the hook on the inside of her closet door and shrugs into it, covering up her perfect body.
“Can I ask you something?” I say, trying to keep my tone light as I finish buttoning my jeans and shrug into my shirt.
“Of course,” Mia says, releasing her hair from her messy bun as she turns to look at me. She runs her fingers through the silken locks, nearly driving me to distraction.
Clearing my throat, I wait until I’m sure I can keep my expression carefully blank. “Have you told Cilian you’re pregnant?”
