Pregnancy Of Passion

‘whose?”

”Mine ”

‘Do I have any say in the matter?” Tension gripped him.

‘Do you want to sleep alone?” He waited for what felt like hours but was more likely only a few seconds before she let out a small puff of air and tucked her head into the curve of his neck.

‘No’

C HAPT E R T E N

SALVATORE let out the breath he had been holding and carried her into his bedroom. Relief pulsed through him. He could not press her if she truly did not want to share his bed and yet he had no idea how he would have handled her rejection.

He did not bother to turn on any lights. He wanted this time together to be elemental…without

distractions.

He couldn’t be slow this time. His need was too great. Stripping her he touched each soft curve with voracious need to elicit her complete surrender. She urged him on with moans and little feminine cries that increased his own ardor to frightening proportions.

He brushed the damp curls at the apex of her thighs. ‘I want you, Elisa.”

She widened her legs, letting his fingers dip into the heated honey waiting for him. He caressed the swollen flesh he found there the small swollen button that he knew brought her extreme pleasure.

Arching toward his hand she panted. She moaned. She writhed her legs moving restlessly as he circled her clitoris with his thumb.

‘I want you too.”

‘Enough to take me for a lifetime?”

‘Don’t teasel”

He was seriously tempted to push it to gain her acquiescence to his proposal by whatever means, fair or foul at his disposal but in the end he had no more control than she did. He needed her.

He rolled onto his back, pulling her with him. ‘lf you want me, take me.”

He would at least have the satisfaction of knowing the seduction was mutual.

She didn’t hesitate. She mounted him opening herself over his hard shaft and pressing downward until she enveloped him completely. Her swollen inner tissues clamped tight around him caressing his shaft in small muscular contractions.

He groaned and thrust upward, his hands tight on her thighs.

Her head fell back and her long hair cascaded down her spine. He could not see her expression in the semi-darkness of the room but her posture was that of a woman in the throes of sexual abandon .

‘you feel so good inside of me. It’s as if we aren’t two people any more.”

Could she hear what she was saying? They were one. She must realize they belonged together.

And then all conscious thought flew from his head as she rode him to mind-numbing pleasure and a climax that left his body shaking beneath hers.

She fell against his chest her own cries ringing in his ears.

Elisa didn’t know how long she lay in a boneless mass on Salvatore’s chest but eventually she lifted herself off.

He refused to let her get far and pulled her against him his strong arms comforting and warm bands around her.

She snuggled into his side, feeling replete and physically sated. Only it was much more than that.

She felt an emotional well-being that she had thought she would never experience with him again.