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Ava

T he sight of Luc looming over me in bed, his shoulders broad and his body sculpted, a few strands of his silver hair hanging loose, was one I didn’t think I’d ever get tired of. He leaned down to kiss me hard, his hand traveling between my thighs.

I was still turned on like mad from the way he’d touched me down at the ball. With just a look and a finger grazing against my clit, Luc could bring me right to the edge of orgasm.

He undid the clasp of my lingerie, pulling down my panties as he slipped his finger between my lips, touching me in the way he knew I craved. I bucked my hips, the first gentle press of his fingertip against my clit sending a shockwave of pleasure through my body. I moaned, grabbing onto my breasts, feeling my hard nipples.

One finger moved inside of me, Luc’s mouth falling onto my neck. He kissed me up along the slope, kissing behind my ear, then back down to my shoulder.

It didn’t take much work at all for him to bring me to orgasm.

“Please, don’t stop. Please-please-please.”

He didn’t, his hard, sensual gaze staying fixed on me as he guided me to orgasm, my body rising and falling, imitating the cresting of my delight. When the orgasm was gone, my body still tingling, Luc stripped off the rest of his clothes and moved over top of me.

His big arms wrapped around my body. The sensation was wonderful, feeling small and safe and loved all at the same time. He moved in for another kiss. Then he stopped suddenly, pushing himself up slightly and gazing down at me with a strange, curious expression.

“Something wrong?” I asked.

Luc shook his head, as if he’d been lost in his thoughts and was coming back to the moment.

“Nothing.”

“Didn’t look like nothing. If there’s something on your mind, you can tell me.”

He smiled slightly. “I was thinking about this last week, how we’ve been apart.”

My stomach tensed at the mention. “Yeah…”

“I hated it.”

I smiled. “Me too. So much.”

He grinned. “Things are unconventional between us, the circumstances, that is. But we can’t ignore that there’s something very important happening here, something that we’d be fools to disregard.”

“I agree.”

The words we shared clarified something that I’d noticed from the moment he’d kissed me that night. There was something new between us that hadn’t been there before. It was the sort of passion that, despite my newness to the world of love and sex and romance, I understood could only be possible between two people who were very connected.

“Love the lingerie,” he said, kissing me again as he positioned himself between my legs.

I chuckled. “Thanks. Wanted to give my whole look a little edge that only I knew about.”

“That only two people knew about.”

“Our little secret.”

As our mouths met again, I reached down to take hold of his length, stroking it for a bit before placing it at my opening. He held fast there for a moment, teasing me with the first inch of his cock, dragging it between my lips and against my clit.

I grinned, clamping down my hands on his perfect, sculpted ass.

“Don’t even think about trying to tease me like that.”

My hands still on his rear, I pushed down and guided him inside of me. As it always did, Luc’s cock pushing deep felt like I was being split in half in the best way possible, my walls stretching to accommodate him, pleasure ebbing out with intensity from between my thighs.

I bucked my hips against him, forcing his cock the rest of the way into me. He filled me full, the sensation of him buried so intense that I could hardly breathe. Luc kept his thick arms wrapped around me, our bodies flush together, his lips falling over my neck and collarbone and breasts as his thrusting built to a steady rhythm.

I watched his body work, the sight of his powerful muscles tensing and flexing like nothing else. As I often did when we made love, I lost myself in watching his body in motion, his hips rocking against mine, his chest expanding and contracting, his handsome face tightening into an expression of total pleasure.

He opened his eyes to gaze down at me, and I knew what he was about to say.

“Come for me.”

I loved the way his low, deep voice seemed to unlock some inner well of pleasure, giving me the release I craved. My orgasm erupted, rushing through my body as Luc grunted hard, his cock pulsing deep within as he came with me. His warmth filled me, his muscles clenching one last time before he was done.

Luc stayed inside of me as we came back down to earth. And as we held one another, I nestled my head into his chest, his hand moving slowly over my back. There was something different between us, something that was more than two people who couldn’t keep their hands off one another.

Was this the time to tell him about the baby?

My eyes drifted to the open window, the moon high in the sky. I wanted to tell him so badly, to share the news.

I took a deep, slow breath, steeling myself for the task ahead.

When I was ready, I spoke.

“Luc?”

He turned toward me. “Yes?”

“There’s something I need to—”

I didn’t get a chance to finish.

“Ava! Where on earth are you?” My father’s voice carried down the hall, anger dripping from his words. Before I had a chance to react, a hard knock sounded at my bedroom door. “Open this door right now!”

Luc and I shared the same look of surprise.

Shit.