Page 56 of Keeping Lucy

I wrapped my arms around the back of his neck, tangling my tongue with his, living for the feel of his hands roaming over my body again as he pressed me back against the kitchen counter. He broke away to trail scorching kisses down my neck. “God, you smell so good,” I murmured, pressing my face against his neck and breathing him in. His scent filled my head like an aphrodisiac. Wildfire shot to my core making me shake with need. “Dante…”

He raised his head, his eyes glittering with desire. For me. All for me. Without warning, he grabbed the edges of my pajama top and ripped it open, sending buttons flying all over the kitchen, just like he’d done with my shirt back in Seattle. It was all I could do not to collapse to the floor.

“I’ve dreamt of fucking you here, just like this.” He rained kisses all over my chest, running his tongue over my nipples until they were two stiff little points. “Of watching you come when I do this.” He plunged his hand inside my pants, his long fingers finding me hot and wet for him already. “So fucking hot, Lucia. You’re gonna scream so loud when I make you come.” He grabbed my hair in a tight fist, so I was forced to tilt my head up, watching while he rubbed my clit fast and hard, sending me flying over the edge, out of control, my body convulsing as I screamed his name.

“That’s it. Such a good girl.”

My chest heaved from the intensity of the orgasm and if he wasn’t pressing me so hard against the counter, my knees would have buckled and I would have fallen to the floor.

Letting go of my hair, he kissed me gently, soothing me. Before I could fully recover, he pulled back, smiling at me. “And that was just for starters.”

“Right.” My voice was soft and breathy, making his smile widen.

“I need this gone, though.” He pushed my pajama top off, throwing it on the floor. His gaze roved over me hungrily. I’d never felt hotter.

“And these.” He sank to his knees, sending fresh heat swirling in my belly when he reached up, hooked his fingers over the waistband of my pajama pants and pulled them slowly down to my ankles. The kisses he pressed over my thighs had my blood humming and made me desperate to feel his touch and his tongue between my legs. “Please…”

“So greedy for me.” He brushed the tip of his finger lightly across my clit, back and forth, making me shiver. “Beautiful Lucia, so beautiful.” Easing a finger inside me on the words, he reached up and cupped my breast, running his thumb over my nipple. His touch had me gripping the edge of the counter with white knuckles. “I can’t get enough of you,” he said, leaning forward and, with his eyes on my face, flicking his tongue over my clit. I whimpered as pleasure rippled through me and I unconsciously spread my legs wider to give him better access. He dove in, burying his face between my legs, sucking and licking at my clit, moving his finger inside me. Closing my eyes, I let my head fall back, surrendering to his touch so that there was only him, and me, and the amazing things he could do to my body.

I moved my hips mindlessly, faster and faster, until Dante wrapped his arm around my waist, anchoring me so that he was in complete control. He pushed a second finger inside me, the fullness enough to turn the ripples of pleasure into a tidal wave, until I was coming again, shuddering in an exquisite, wild release.

Rising to his feet, Dante wrapped his arms around me, stroking my back in soothing strokes until my heart rate slowed. His cock was still rock-hard, pressing against me so that the heat between us never completely went away. “Let’s go to bed.”

“Mm, no.” I raised my head, eyes on his as I rubbed my hand against his erection. “I’ve waited so long for your cock again, I’d like to have it right now, please.”

Grinning, he gave me a deep, languid kiss that had me melting against him, before raising his head. “One problem. I don’t have a condom here in the kitchen.”

“I don’t want one. I’m already pregnant. I’m clean, and if you are too…”

“I am.”

The idea of no barrier between us sent a thrill through me. “Fuck me right now, then.”

He brushed his lips lightly against mine. “If you’re sure…”

“I’m so fucking sure.” To show him, I reached into his pants, wrapped my fingers around his cock in a tight grip and stroked up and down. “I don’t think I can wait one more second to have you inside me.”

He growled low in his throat, sending the pulse between my legs into overdrive. Without another word, he put his hands on my butt and lifted me onto the counter, letting all his restraint go as he kissed me. I pushed his pants off, freeing his cock, and dug my fingers into his tight ass, pulling him close to me. “God, I’ve wanted this so much.” His voice was a low rumble against my ear. He grabbed the backs of my knees, pulling me forward so that I was on the edge of the counter and pushed all the way into me with one swift thrust.

“Yes! Fuck, that’s so good.”

He pulled out, then eased slowly back in, his jaw clenching at the huge effort at self- control. I trailed my hands over the muscles of his back, relishing the tension I felt there. I knew what the restraint was costing him and it thrilled me to know I could still have this effect on him. Pressing kisses against the side of his neck, I wound my arms around his shoulders, my voice low in his ear when I said, “Only you can fuck me this good, Dante.” I nipped at his earlobe. “Let go. Fuck me. Hard. I want all of it.”

His last shreds of control vanished at my words as his grip tightened on my legs and he spread them wide, pumping his hips against me, pounding into me over and over and over. The angle hit my clit perfectly, the friction almost painful in its perfection. Pleasure bloomed inside me, rippling outwards, pushing me higher than I’d ever been. The tension broke and I shattered, sinking my teeth into Dante’s shoulder as the heat consumed me. When my orgasm was finally over, I collapsed against Dante’s chest, a boneless puddle of bliss. I could feel his thundering heart under my cheek and I smiled. I’d done to him exactly what he’d just done to me.

He pulled out carefully, letting go of my legs and easing me to the floor. My knees were wobbly, and I wasn’t sure I could walk. Before I could say anything, Dante scooped me up in his arms and carried me to the bedroom. “Union break. We’re gonna go again in ten minutes.”

I giggled, too blissed-out to try and come up with a clever reply. In my bed, snuggled against him, I settled my head on his shoulder, closing my eyes when I felt him lightly stroking my hair. “Wake me in ten minutes.” I was asleep within a few seconds, my last conscious thought being,If only…

CHAPTER30

Lucy

Idrifted awake slowly—not long after dawn, judging by the pale light that seeped into my room—feeling utterly content. The niggling thought that had been playing around the edges of my mind for weeks was gone. As much as I desperately wanted the baby, the circumstances were obviously far from ideal. They were bad for me and worse for Dante, given that he could lose everything. But when I’d hinted at that last night, he’d been so adamant that keeping the baby was the right thing for me to do that I’d almost cried. It would have been so easy for him to go the other way, to jump at the chance to end all this drama. But he hadn’t. He’d told me what I desperately needed to hear, giving me faith that it would all work out, somehow.

Turning my head, I looked at him, his gorgeous face relaxed, his arm draped across my middle, as though even in sleep he couldn’t bear to let me go. As I lay there gazing at him, I felt such a flood of emotion hit me that I caught my breath and my whole body went still.

Almost as though he sensed something, Dante stirred, his eyes drifting open, a little dazed at first until he realized where he was. Then he smiled at me. Slow, sexy and sweet. That smile did all sorts of fresh things to my insides, making butterflies dance in my stomach and my heart roll over.

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