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He slung my duffle on his shoulder and wrapped an arm around my waist as he walked me through the bar where men in tailored suits drank bourbon from bottles that cost more than most people’s rent.
When we stepped into the elevator, Duke was on me again, kissing, biting…devouring.
“Mi cielo,” I murmured.
“Yeah?” His breathing was ragged. “Yeah? Am I, baby? Your everything.”
“Yes.”
His suite was a penthouse.Of course!
He led me into the bedroom, yanking my clothes out of the way. His hands were everywhere, rough, hard, exciting. He pushed me onto the bed when we were both naked and spread my thighs.
“I need a taste,” he growled.
He sucked my pussy lips into his mouth. The pleasure was excruciating. I raised my hips off the bed to press against his mouth.
He put his hands on my thighs, holding me still as his tongue dove round and round in pleasurable circles until he reached my clit.
My hands gripped his head when he began to suckle the small bud of nerves. One of his fingers slid inside of me, making me shiver. He pushed and twisted his fingers around while his mouth stayed firm on my clit. He added another finger inside me and curled it upwards, dragging it along the slick walls of my core.
I began to cry out softly and thrashed my head. “Mi cielo, now, now.”
“No,” he snapped. “I wantmore. You will give memore.”
A third finger entered me, and it was too much. I pushed hard against his head. He increased the pace of his fingers and mouth, making me squirm, making me buck, making me…come.
I exploded around him as waves of pleasure thrummed through me. He didn’t let up. When he raised his head, I was limp.
He climbed on top of me and let his cock glide over me.
“Condom,” I whimpered.
“No.”
My eyes focused on him. “Duke?”
“No.No.” He looked too far gone like he was only man, only body, only instinct. “Have my baby.”
That woke me past the orgasm real fast. I cupped his cheek.
“Duke?”
He entered me slowly, steadily, until he was fully planted inside of me. “If you have my baby, you’ll always be with me.” His eyes filled with tears. “Then you can’t leave me. Can you? I’ll be a good father, Elena, I promise. The best I can be. Just…don’t go.”
I had no idea what was going on with him, but something was. There was a darkness within him that he wanted surcease from, and I was his light.
“You’ll be an amazing father,” I said, making my decision. The truth? I’d made it a decade ago.
He began to saw back and forth between my thighs, his eyes on me. I felt my slickness coat him and leak out of me.
“Yes,” I moaned, intensely sensitive after my release.
He dropped his mouth to my breast and began to suckle my nipples. “I want to see these full of milk.”
My core tightened at his words. He pushed all the way in as he bottomed out and settled within me.
“Say you love me,” he demanded harshly.