sink deep into her clenching insides. “Cal,” she sighs, pushing against the chair. It’s the greatest feeling in the world.
I’m leaning back, watching her ride my cock. My hands are on her sides, and I slide them higher to circle her beautiful nipples with my thumbs. The bikini top is pushed away to the sides and her breasts are full and spilling out, bouncing with each thrust.
“You are so beautiful,” I murmur, sitting forward to cover them with my mouth. She whimpers and rides faster.
My arm moves around her waist, and I pull her soft body flush against my hard one. Leaning up, I kiss her mouth, and our tongues caress. Her warm lips move against mine.
I’m thrusting up now, chasing my building orgasm. My pelvis floods with tingling heat that grows tighter as her inner muscles massage and pull me. Sliding my hand down her ass, I move my fingers along the line between her cheeks, clutching her soft bottom and scrubbing her clit against me. We’re moving in one fluid motion when all at once she breaks.
“Oh, god!” she whimpers as her body buckles toward me in a shuddering wave of orgasm.
Her insides clench around me, and I let go, allowing my own release to pulse through us, blanking my thoughts and bonding us together.
Her movements slow, and my hands slide over her heated skin, moving around her waist. I hold her flush against my bare chest, and I can’t help smiling as her warm lips touch the side of my neck.
“I’d say that was very positive,” I tease, rolling us so her body is beside mine in the chair.
She props her head on her hand and pretends to scold. “I’m trying to learn about all this pregnancy stuff. I’m completely ignorant.”
“It’s pretty amazing how women had babies all the time before those books were written.”
“Yes, but they also had mothers to tell them what was coming.”
I kiss her nose. “Not always.” My kiss moves to the top of her cheek, and when I pull back, I can tell something’s troubling her.
“What’s wrong?” I lean further back.
Her lips press together a moment before she says it. “You should be here.” Her expression is almost guilty. “Your mother says Rowan needs you here.”
“Are you saying you want to move back?”
She blinks down and then out to the water. “No.”
“Good, because I really like our villa. I also think we should add another pair of panties to the roof at Bomba’s.”
That makes her laugh. “Relationship goals?”
“Definitely.” I kiss the side of her jaw.
“I’m worried about being so far from Ava. I’m not sure she’s safe here.”
“Rowan will not let anything happen to your sister. Trust me.”
She exhales a sigh. “I wouldn’t have let anything happen to her, but it still did.”
Catching her chin, I bring her eyes to mine. “We’ve gone over this. You were alone when that happened. Now you have us, and we know what we’re up against. She won’t be hurt again.”
Her eyes move over my shoulder, and I see her thinking. “It’s true.”
“Stop worrying.” I hug her to me. “We’ll stay for the wedding, then we’re going back to our place.”
“Our place,” she repeats softly, and a smile hints at the corner of her mouth.
I give her another kiss. “With our little princess.”
* * *
Logan has the satellite images spread across the thick mahogany table of the war room.