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C4 Stay

Never had he been skin to skin with anyone and, looking up, he saw the same thought reflected in Lisa's eyes.

The realisation of how important this moment was nudged its way through the haze of Lisa's climax. For a man who had sworn never to have children, she imagined the question about whether to use protection or not would be as alien to him as it was to her. But she was pregnant already and the desire to feel him—to be with him—without a barrier between them suddenly became more than just a want. It was a need that she couldn’t explain. Carefully she reached out to take the condom from his fingers and placed it on the side table.

He looked at her, studying her intently, and she opened herself up to him—laying herself bare to his silent inquisition. She wanted this and she trusted him. And in that moment, she saw that trust reflected back at her.

The bonds holding Lisa back shattered and her heart soared to see the ferocious desire riding her hard reflected in his gaze. He leaned across the bed and thrust her into a realm of infinite pleasure with his kiss, the press of his body against hers igniting a hunger she feared would never be sated.

She wrapped her arms around him and held on tight, half afraid that he’d leave, as if already she could feel him slipping through her fingers. But the thought disappeared as he bent his head to her chest and claimed her breast as if it were already his.

Pleasure arrowed through her to the heart of her sex and when his deft fingers gently pressed her legs apart and delved into that exact same place, she couldn’t contain the cry of sheer want that left her lips.

He gently pushed her legs aside to make space for himself and she trembled when she felt the jut of his erection against her sex. Both hers and his eyes drifted shut from the shared pleasure of the moment, luxuriating in the sensations that were new to them both, until neither could resist the lure of what was to come.

Slowly, he pushed into her, her muscles tightening, flexing, drawing him further into her. Lisa tried to capture the feeling with words, but nothing stuck, flitting away on a tide of sheer sensation and connection. They were both trembling with the force of their pleasure, with the shock of it, the surprise. It twisted something deep in Lisa, turned it, opening it into something beautiful. He filled her so perfectly that she felt as if they had been made for each other, as if finally something was beginning to make sense for her and her journey.

And then, when she thought she couldn’t take any more feeling, he began to withdraw and she cried out at the loss. A rueful smile pulled at Ian's lips and in Italian he rained down praises and promises as he pushed into her again, and again, and again. The erotically slow strokes he teased them with seemed endless to her, launching her into that strange infinite place, until it seemed even Ian couldn't ’t take it any more.

As his movements became quicker, his thrusts more powerful, their connection became more tangible. Sweat beaded his brow, her neck, between her shoulder blades, and down his chest, the air became hot with cries and moans and pants and pleas.

Harder and harder and higher and higher he drove her to the pinnacle of her climax until finally, just when she thought she couldn’t take any more, Alessandro thrust them over the edge into an abyss of nothing but sheer pleasure.

The next day

It took a while for Lisa to realise she wasn’t asleep any more. Nestled into the curve of Ian's huge frame, with his arm clamped over her waist, it had felt like an impossible dream. She didn't know if her sister, Eve was worried about her or not. Eve would probably be worried because she had her suspicions on the man and Lisa hadn't texted Eve to say that she'd be spending the night. Lisa wanted to get up and leave Ian's house so her sister doesn't file a missing person report on her.

But here, there was no chance of her sneaking out of bed. Ian's arm was a weight holding her in place and he, apparently, slept like the dead. It was such a normal everyday thing to know about him that it made her smile, and burrow deeper into his embrace, close her eyes and fall back asleep.

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