Enzo is taking his time gazing at me, trying to study every curve, because the second he touches me we won’t be able to stop and slow down. But his gaze is driving me crazy.
I whimper under his hungry gaze.
He smirks.
And then we collide.
Our bodies.
Our hearts.
Our love.
His hands grab my ass, and I wrap my legs around his, wishing I had heels on to dig into his back.
Tongues sweep through each other’s mouths. Moans purr down each other’s throats.
And before I realize what is happening, I’m straddling him on the bed. His hard cock pressed against my opening, all I have to do is press down, and he’ll be inside me.
I like the power I have sitting on top of him, but not entering. Enzo’s frown tells me he doesn’t like me torturing him at all. But it only seems fair.
Slowly, I slide down onto his cock. And I’ve never felt more whole. The way he fills me with the hint of a burn, but mostly delicious stretching until I take all of him, is everything.
I rock back and forth as our eyes lock again.
I love you.
I love you, too.
More rocking as pleasure shoots through me, and we continue our silent exchange of words.
I love him, he says, referencing the baby.
What if he’s a her?
Then I’ll love her, too.
I smile, but soon I won’t be able to focus on anything but the intense feeling between my legs.
I’m scared.
I want him to take away my fear. I want him to promise me to protect me like he has before. That no one will ever hurt me. Instead, he says with his body…
Me too.
And then he bucks harder. And I ride him hard and fast. The nerve endings spread the pleasure all over my body.
Until I’m coming, and he’s filling me with his orgasm.
I collapse on his body, and he rolls me over as he pulls out. He breaks our vow of silence as he kisses my stomach.
“Mine,” he says, kissing my lower belly.
He doesn’t say it as a question. As if he's wondering whose child it is, Milo’s or his. He doesn’t seem to care. He is taking ownership over the child no matter whose it is genetically.
Mine is now my favorite word, I think as I fall asleep in Enzo’s arms.
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