He pushes me back and pins my shoulders to the bed. “No. I’ll lose control and come down your throat if we do that now, and every drop of my cum goes into this perfect pussy until you’re pregnant with my child.”
“Why is that so freaking hot?” I moan, then release another moan that’s more guttural sounding as I feel him press against my entrance.
“Because, wife…” He slips the tip inside me. “You want the same as me.” An inch slides in, making me stretch for him. I’m tender, but it doesn’t burn or hurt like when he first entered me last night. “Il mio sole…” Another inch. “My queen…” Further and further now, making me feel so full. “Is meant for me.” He thrusts his full length into me until he bottoms out with a groan.“You’re meant to rule by my side and to be the mother of my children. My legacy.” He cups my head as he begins to move slowly and gently within me. “Ourlegacy. Because you’re my world and my everything.”
I grip him tighter, wrapping my legs around his waist. Tears blur my vision, but they’re tears of happiness. “I love you so much, Tommaso.”
His eyes, normally so clear, are stormy and tumultuous. “And I will do anything and everything to keep you. Because youaremy world.”
He continues to move slowly and deeply within me, holding me in his dark, consuming gaze, like he’s a black hole and there’s no way I can resist the gravitational pull of being sucked in.
He keeps the steady pace, letting my climax build without him roughly pounding into me, so he doesn’t make me more tender. He’s shaking, denying his own orgasm, but refusing to go any harder than he is, even when I plead with him. But patience is a virtue, and when my climax hits, it blurs my vision and arches my back.
When he growls and claims me as his and tells me how his cum is going to fill me and make a home in my womb, I don’t know if it’s a kink I’ve just discovered, but it prolongs my orgasm more than I thought was possible.
I dig my nails into his back, and with a final hard thrust, he explodes within me, and I swear, I can feel his cum heat and coat my walls.
Euphoric bliss wraps around me as he remains buried inside me, and I envision the action trapping his cum in me, ensuring I get pregnant. I know that’s not technically how it works, but the thought is nice.
When he finally pulls out of me, I curl into his arms. “I want three boys.” I lift my head, feeling drunk on the love and joy thisman makes me feel. “I want lots of children, but at least three sons.”
He smiles at me, and it speaks the words that he’ll give me anything and everything that’s within his power to give.
I snuggle into him. If I never regain my memories of the past, I’m okay with that. As long as I have Tommaso to make memories for the future.
Chapter 27
Tommaso
I’minmyhomeoffice, silent and brooding. Johnathon just left, and Marco is seeing him out. Silvio comes in, closing the door, and leans against it.
“I don’t need it from you, too,” I growl, fisting my hand on top of my desk.
“Johnathon gave you a lecture?”
I swivel in my chair and stare out the window at the dreary, overcast day. “He thinks I’m playing with Gina’s health by trying to get her pregnant right now.”
I hear Silvio push away from the door and walk deeper into my office. When I swivel my chair back around, he’s sitting across from me on the other side of my desk. “Reese, as her neurologist, cleared her for full activity,” he reminds me.
“Johnathon is concerned about how a pregnancy right now could tax her.” I sigh, leaning my head back on my chair. “He’s not wrong; she still fatigues easily. Unfortunately, I can’t wait.”
The marriage to Rosa is looming closer and closer.
“Any more of her memories coming back?”
I updated him and Marco about the ones of Gina’s father, but I shake my head.
His look is pinched and concerned. “I’m getting nowhere trying to find out why Vincenzo wants to find her.”
My jaw tightens. “And Caruso or Leandro?”
“Still no sign of them. It’s like they dropped off the face of the earth.”
“Or they’re hiding at the Pisani estate, protected by Vincenzo.”
“That’s a very distinct possibility.” He leans back in his chair, regarding me. “What are you going to do?”
“Continue with my plan,” I say tightly.
