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“Okay.” She bites her lip and my heart pounds at seeing a sparkle in her eye. “Cat or dog?”
“Goldfish?” I chuckle.
“No!”
We both laugh, and she pushes up against me in protest. I’m on my back and she sneaks a thigh over my hip, caressing my hard cock with her leg. Consciously or not, it’s fucking sexy. She takes hold of my wrist and pins me to the mattress. I want to crack up laughing, because why does she even try?
“What about my studies?” she asks, very serious now.
This is a no-brainer. “You’ll go back when classes start.” With like two bodyguards in tow and a bullet-proof car to drop you off at classes and?—
“Are you for real?” Her eyes are wide, disbelieving, her grip going soft.
“Yes. Can’t let you get bored.” I smirk as I slip my hand from her hold to hook a strand of hair behind her ear. “You do crazy shit like jump off cliffs. So better keep that mind busy. You’re dangerous when you’re bored.”
She laughs and I smile. Brave, crazy girl. Mine.
“More of this?” She rolls her hips, rubbing that sweet pussy against my side.
I cup her neck and pull her closer. “Lots of this.”
“Babies?” she whispers against my lips.
I still. I’m not ready for that commitment. Making her my wife is already a giant leap away from my original course. “Maybe. You want babies?”
“I want to make babies.”
“There will be a lot of that, maybe without the end result for a while.” That’s a situation that’s going to call for serious logistical and safety planning. We have time. As for tonight, Stephano has a care package for her in the morning with pills that will nip anything in the bud.
“Can we start now?” She kisses my jaw.
“Insatiable. You’re not too sore?”
“No… I don’t think so.”
“So that’s a yes, kitten?”
“Yes,” she whispers and then bites my earlobe. “But only because you asked so nicely.”
That’s novel. Nobody has ever called me nice.
I’m losing my touch. Or maybe I’m becoming a better man.
Shudder.
And then her hand wraps around my cock and I draw in a deep breath. Mine.
50
TASHA
The sun’s shining bright into the bedroom when I wake up in Matteo’s arms for the second time that morning. When we first woke up it was only a slow-changing midnight blue laced with a tinge of orange. Now the sun is warm on the bed, and I stretch languidly. Matteo stirs too at the knock on our door.
“Kitten,” he murmurs as he nuzzles my neck and I close my eyes with a shy smile. What a night. What an early morning…
What a proposal.
My head’s still spinning. From day one my chances of getting out of this mess were limited, but the deeper I got in, the narrower the way out seemed. Now I’m stuck, and to be honest… I’m loving it because I’m in love with Matteo.
