SEAL's Pregnant One-Night Stand (Bronte Security Services)

Sofia let a cat-like smile reply for her, and her eyes opened wide when Ian nudged her legs apart with his knee and slid between them. He held himself still, letting only his hands move, to cup and squeeze her breasts. He knew how sensitive they were, and that his attention to them had her writhing.

“You ready for me, sweet Sofia?” he asked, a courtesy question only, she felt—he could see her readiness, making the tiny nod she gave in reply redundant.

His strong hands on her hips, Ian entered her slowly, his thickness stretching her until he was fully inside her. As he eased in, he brushed that magic spot on her inner wall that had Sofia gasping and winding her legs around his hips automatically in reaction. Her instinctive action pulled him closer and intensified the contact between them.

Sofia was already so aroused, and now so overwhelmed by the sensations Ian was sparking and fueling in her that a blaze, hotter than any she’d ever felt before, kindled. Then, without any warning, her climax roared up and consumed her. Her body arching to Ian’s, she clung to him for dear life as spasm after spasm wracked her.

Ian’s murmurs of reassurance and praise accompanied her through it and helped bring her down from the high. Sofia opened startled eyes. Ian was still hard inside her—she might have jokingly impugned his strength, but his stamina was something else. “You’re…” she began.

“So deep in you that I’m part of you,” Ian said, his words thrilling her.

“Please,” Sofia whispered, hoping Ian would know what she was asking, because she didn’t think she could put it into words.

He understood, though, pulsing inside her, hard and thick and filling her like she’d only ever dreamed of, and making her sheath flutter then clench around him. He kept his strokes steady and deep, slow at first. Then he sped up, still thrusting deep, and slipped a hand between them, to the bud at the top of her folds.

Sofia moaned long and loud when his gentle stroking became a soft massage then a firm rubbing, making tendrils of lightning uncurl in her.

“Come with me,” Ian coaxed, thrusting hard, and unbelievably, Sofia did, another climax sending her tumbling over the edge along with Ian, who found his own hard-won release in her. She held him tight, wrapping her arms and legs around him, not wanting to lose the connection they shared.

“It’s okay,” he whispered, slipping from her to lie on his back and pulling her to him and holding her just as closely.

“It’s more than okay,” Sofia told him fiercely, her head tucked under his chin and her face buried in his chest.

The first time they’d had sex, they’d made a new life between them, and now, bathed in the glow of this perfect lovemaking, they were starting out on a new life—together.

“Together,” Ian murmured, making Sofia wonder if he’d caught her thought before she realized she’d been saying her wish for their shared future out loud.

“Together,” she repeated, pressing a kiss into his chest.