"I can't." He gasped, trying to ease away. "We can't. We have to wait."
"No."
"Baby--" He groaned when she rubbed her lips over his. "You need to recover some more. I have to stay away. Darling--" He felt the blood draining out of his head and leaving him dizzy. She was nibbling on his bottom lip, sending hot darts of fire licking in his belly.
"We'll just go and lie down for a bit. I--"
"No." She used her tongue this time, running the tip of it to soothe the bites. And he was lost.
Swearing raggedly, he swung her into his arms as if she weighed little more than a feather and marched from the room.
*****
He fought to take off his clothes, ripping the sweater over his head and struggling with the zipper of his pants. By the time he finished and climbed in next to her, she was completely naked.
"We really shouldn't--" His hands moved over her protruding ribcage slowly, gently. "You were just in the clinic for a week. I feel like an animal, wanting you like this. We should wait."
"It's too late for that." She turned into him, trapping both his thighs with hers. "I love you."
He felt the electric shock flowing through his body and making him rigid. He wondered if he would ever tire of hearing it from her.
"Leanne." He groaned. "My sweet."
"I need you. Please don't deny me."
"I couldn't. I can't."
He cupped her face between his palms, eyes burning with passion. "The idea that you could even entertain the thought that I had changed my mind is so ludicrous, it's not even worth addressing." His fingers trembled. "It's not my mind." He traced the full outline of her bottom lip and watched as they parted for him.
"It's my heart and I have no say in the matter. You're inside me, so deeply entrenched that I could never remove you, no matter what. I love you so much. Christ Almighty, I love you more than my own life." He trailed kisses from the corners of her eye down to her cheek.
"I love you. I need you." His breathing turned harsh, his chest expanding from it. "I cannot live without you." He kissed the seams of her lips before moving to the throat she had arched to give him access.
His tongue laved the hollow, bathing it with moisture before nibbling and sending sharp jolts of desire pouring through her body.
He moved down to the swell of her breasts, kissing the top, shaping and reshaping the flesh. When he passed his thumbs lightly over the rigid nipple, she jerked in immediate awareness. His eyes flew to her face.
"Does it hurt?" He asked huskily.
"No." She shook her head wildly, fingers digging into his broad shoulders. "It's incredibly sensitive." She was panting. "I need your mouth--" She stiffened, her head rolling on the pillows as he bent his head and started to roll his tongue over the flesh.
"I can't." She gasped.
"You can." He took the nipple between his teeth and started to suckle gently. White hot flames exploded inside her. When her body started to vibrate, he increased the pressure, one hand sliding between her thighs to touch that intimate part of her.
His fingers slid through the springy hairs there, moving over the sensitive flesh. The combination of his mouth and fingers were more than she could bear.
She erupted like a geyser, her body surging upwards, his name a scream on her lips. The climax slammed into her like a sledgehammer, making her delirious.
"Christos. Oh God!"
He went mad! Releasing her nipple, he crouched behind her and used unsteady fingers to slide into her moisture. His arms came around to press on the bulge of her belly, his own body trembling. Emotions stormed through him like a tornado, forcing him to take a minute.
He held her against him, his heart thrumming, his body coated with sweat.
Twisting her head around, she sought and found his lips. His mouth met hers, tongue thrusting hungrily. He started moving then. Slowly at first, fingers splayed over her belly, gently caressing the mound that housed his children.
Then he increased the tempo, his body driving into hers, his mouth ravishing hers.
