Page 66 of Ruthless Secrets
“I love you,” I whisper as I stroke her hair.
“Is she asleep yet?”
My head snaps up at the sound of Marco’s voice, but his eyes are solely fixed on Zoe, or rather at my very exposed breast.
His eyes turn molten as he eyes my breasts that are barely covered by my skimpy cami top. If I had known that he was going to be joining us, I would have chosen pajamas with a lot more coverage.
“You should have knocked.” I try to shield myself from him.
The only light in the room is Zoe’s nightlight, but it’s still enough light for Marco to see much more of me than I’d like.
“The door wasn’t closed. Can I come in?”
I nod as I subtly try to adjust Zoe so that I’m not flashing him.
He steps inside the room and quietly closes the doorbehind him, but he makes no move to come and sit on the bed beside me, which probably isn’t a bad thing.
“Don’t fall asleep, Zoe.” I sigh as I glance down to find her eyes starting to flutter closed.
“Do you want me to make her a bottle?”
I rub her stomach to help keep her awake. “No, it’s not my supply. She’s always just so tired for this feed that she falls asleep before she’s finished. But I want her to drink more so she doesn’t wake me up at night because she’s hungry.”
“If she’s anything like me, she’ll always be hungry.”
I can’t help but laugh, which causes Zoe to jolt awake. I quickly shift her to my other breast before she has a chance to fall asleep again, but she only manages to last a few more minutes before she’s completely passed out with my nipple still in her mouth.
I sigh, but I don’t have the heart to wake her up, so I subtly lift her off and put her over my shoulder to burp her.
I try to pull my top up as I hold Zoe. “Sorry, I’m not used to having an audience.”
“Don’t apologize.”
Marco is still staring at me, but I no longer feel embarrassed as he watches me. Maybe it’s because he doesn’t seem repulsed by the sight of my breasts that are swollen with milk and covered in veins, or the fact that my nipples are still leaking.
In fact, from the look on his face, he seems anythingbutrepulsed.
A rush of warmth spreads over my body as I think of what it would be like to feel Marco’s strong hands on me as he kisses along my breasts?—
Zoe lets out a burp, which instantly kills the mood.
“There we go.” I awkwardly slide off the bed, trying to keep Zoe still with one hand while I attempt to pull my top up with the other.
Marco stays by the door, though I can feel his eyes on me as I put Zoe into her crib and kiss her goodnight.
“I love you, Zoe,” I whisper before straightening and turning to face Marco.
I’m about to ask him if he wants to kiss our daughter goodnight, but from the look on his face, it seems he has other things on his mind.
“Do you have any idea how fucking sexy you are?” Marco practically growls as he steps toward me.
His eyes linger on my breasts, which are barely contained by my top, and a rush of warmth spreads between my thighs.
He’s looking at me like he wants to throw me on the bed and fuck me senseless, and I don’t think I’d be opposed to it at all.
In fact, that’s what I want more than anything. “Marco…”
“Watching you feed our child is such a turn on.” He takes another step toward me. “Is that wrong?”
