Pregnancy Of Passion

His hand brushed her bare stomach, making already tight muscles clench further.

‘Relax. We have plenty of time.”

The scent of their lovemaking permeated the air around them.

‘How can you tell me to relax? Do you think I want my boss to know I spent the night with his security consultant?”

‘I am your lover. Why not?” She could tell him why not the arrogant-Her thoughts stopped mid-tirade as she became more aware of the sticky wetness between her legs. She knew this feeling. She’d had it once before. The first time they’d made love. It had a distinctly different quality from the times after when they made love using a condom .

‘You didn’t use anything, ” she screeched at him, scrambling to her feet.

Trying to get off the mattress so she could get to the light switch, she tripped and started to fall.

She yelped, but didn’t make contact with the hard floor because two strong hands pulled her back onto the bed, right into his lap.

‘Stop this. You will hurt yourself.”

‘You didn’t use a condom” she condemned him again.

”No I did not.” He didn’t even sound remotely sorry.

‘Why not?” cone reason is I did not have one with me. I was not prepared to be locked in a vault all night with you cfo/cezza.”

Sweet? She’d give him sweet! one reason? What was the other? You were so out of control with lust you didn’t think of it?”

‘Right.’

More likely he just hadn’t cared. After all, he wasn’t the one who had ended up pregnant the last time.

‘you didn’t even try to pull out at the crucial moment.”

How could she have been so stupid?

> ‘I did not think of such a thing.” And his tone of voice implied he wouldn’t have been impressed with the thought if he’d had it.

‘I was out of control. So were you, no?”

‘That’s no excusel” she said instead of answering the provocative question.

‘I was not attempting to excuse it.”

No, he hadn’t been. Not that that made any sense. OK, so he wasn’t the one who’d got pregnant the first time they had unprotected sex but he was a responsible man. She knew it even when she wanted to pretend otherwise. So why wasn’t he upset? She would have expected some sort of remorse prompted by his over-active guilt gene.

She tipped her head back, trying to see what he was thinking, but the pitch black gave her no clue.

‘We can’t have this conversation in the dark.”

‘I do not suggest we have this conversation now at aII.”

He moved his arm and a brief glow illuminated his wrist. It was almost eerie in the otherwise complete blackness.

‘you have barely a half an hour to wash and prepare yourself to meet your employer.”

Oh no he was right! Their conversation her anger and confusion they would all have to wait.

She couldn’t bear the idea of being caught naked in bed with Salvatore by her boss. She tried getting up again but he set her firmly to one side.

‘I will get the light. Then you may move without doing yourself an injury.”