Page 88 of Scars He Gave Me (Bratva Crime Syndicate 2)

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But when I return to the office, I freeze.

Holy shit.

My fiancée is sitting on the desk in a skimpy bit of lingerie, laptop in one hand, stilettos on her feet propped on the chair, knees far enough apart I can see a wet spot on her panties.

My dick twitches. And when she puts the laptop down, kicks the chair away, and crooks her finger at me, all the blood left in my brain goes straight to my cock.

These last weeks of recuperating haven’t been easy for either of us. And while we’ve slept together, all we’ve done is literally sleep. My balls are so blue, the cane isn’t because of my leg anymore. I give her a heated once-over and she grins, shimmies, and pretends she’s not trying to seduce me by wearing that innocent look of hers that is anything but innocent.

“You’re beautiful.”

“And horny. Tommy, I’m so horny.” She shakes her head as her skin goes pink. “I mean, I know you’re still recuperating, but …” She chews her lip.

I toss the cane to the side, unbutton my pants as I limp toward her, then gather her against me. Aching leg or not, I want her so bad.

She moans into my mouth and swipes her tongue against mine. Maybe I died and the last three weeks was that space before heaven and I’ve finally arrived. Or maybe being with her really is heavenly. I’m not going to think on that now. Not when there’s so much of her skin on display for me to enjoy.

With bedroom eyes lined by lashes colored a deep black and lids dark and smoky just the way I like, she hikes her leg over my hip. I smile. She really is ready. And I should make it good for her. She deserves everything good and right, but all I can think of is sinking my straining cock into her as soon as fucking possible. Feeling her tighten around it. Hearing those soft whimpers and excited cries as the pressure builds until she explodes.

“Corrie...”

She unties the halter top of her lingerie and folds the sheer fabric down to reveal her breasts. And holy fuck, what breasts they are. My mouth waters for a taste so I bend my head and take one sweet, hard nipple into my mouth. Corrie throws her head back and moans, threading her fingers through my hair. Holding me against her like I would ever willingly move.

She reaches between us to fiddle with my jeans, to push them away, and when that fails because of the angles we’re bent into, she puts her hand inside my boxers and wraps her fingers around my cock. Stroking. Slow. Letting her hand slide from base to tip and my hips move in rhythm.

“I want you.” I say the words against her skin because I don’t want to move, but I need to be inside her. I need to feel her hot, wet pussy wrapped around my dick. I need … everything. “Tell me what you want, Corrie.”

She lifts her head and smiles. “I want you to take off your pants, sit in that chair, and let me ride you until you can’t take it anymore.”

“As you wish,” I say with a grin. I slide my pants down and sit in the chair because there’s not a lot I like more in life than having Corrie sitting on my dick. But this time, when she slides her body down, I nearly lose it.

She’s so incredible.

So wet.

And so, so mine.

She latches onto my neck and sucks the spot just below my ear that has to be connected by some nerve to my dick because I feel every pull of her mouth in my cock while she’s bouncing up and down on me. It’s intoxicating.

I want to hold on, want her screaming before I let go, but she drags her mouth up so I can feel her hot breath against my ear. “Tommy. I love you.”

There’s nothing hotter than having the woman I love whisper that she loves me while she’s fucking me. “I love you.” When I say it back, the words are punctuated by panting.

Then she’s sitting up, holding my face in her hands and smiling. “Oh, and I’m pregnant.”

I’m so fucking happy I could burst. I don’t know what to say at first, so I just pull her against me and sigh. “Let’s give twins a go.”

She chuckles in my ear. “It really doesn’t work that way.”

After I kiss her again, slow and sweet and soft, I pull back and smile. “That’s good. Because if it does, you’re gonna end up having a whole litter after today.”

“Gross! Also, very incorrect.”

My grin widens. “Yeah, well, I had other things on my mind back in high school health class.”

When she throws her head back to laugh, I kiss the swell of her breast, and she leaves her back arched, changing the angle, and my breath catches. Aside from the intensity of how I feel about her, and the happiness that comes with knowing we’re finally going to have the family I always dreamed of with her, I’m so in love with her I might never come back down to Earth.

She starts moving again, her gaze locked into mine. Hot. Confident. Bold.

“I’m going to come,” she whimpers.

I want to watch her, but the pressure is at max power, and I squeeze my eyes shut as we come. It doesn’t happen every time that we can simultaneously orgasm but I’m glad that it does now. Because this is one of the most perfect days of my life. This just makes it better.

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