“Only for tonight.” Her finger slipped between my crack and bolt of lightning shot into my dick when she pressed the tip into my asshole. “My heart will never be yours.”
“You wicked bitch,” I groaned against her decadent flesh. Ass play was my weakness, and only Isla knew about it.
At my words, her body arched, and she mewled erotically, evidence that an orgasm was forming.
“Shh… the baby.”
She spread her legs wider, totally disregardingmy warning and reached her finger deeper into my ass. Her brazen actions undid me. I slammed into her and claimed her mouth to help keep her quiet and fucked her mercilessly just as she desired.
At the same time, she amped up her finger fucking, and it was but only seconds before we were both coming with a vengeance.
She clenched around my cock and drenched it with her sweet cream. Her nails dug into my shoulders, and her mouth opened wide.
I imagined her lustful screams and moans from the past and squeezed the fuck out of her finger as I exploded inside her. Christ, I saw stars or maybe it was a brain embolism bursting. I’d likely die, but being buried deep in Isla would be the best way to go.
She wilted beneath me and muttered, “Thank you.”
And just like that, she’d overpowered me and ended our fucking much faster than I’d intended. “You play dirty, My-la. Is that what motherhood has done to you?”
“I’m stronger and not as easily manipulated since becoming a mother. No one controls me anymore. Not even you.”
We’ll see about that.
“I find you more enthralling than ever, My-la.”
“Stop trying to seduce and bend me to your will.” She planted her hands against my chest and pushed. “I need to go clean up.”
I pulled out and rolled off her. She left in a flash and a burst of cold surrounded me. She was icing me out and it fucking pissed me off.
I cleaned myself up and put my boxers back on, but before I returned to bed, I checked on Pippa. My precious daughter hadn’t stirred once during our R-rated activities. Forher, I’d move heaven and earth to put our family back together.
Isla returned, peeked at Pippa, then climbed back into bed, putting her back toward me.
“Good night, My-la.” I kissed her shoulder, inhaling her scent into my lungs as I spooned her. She didn’t stiffen or tell me to back the fuck away.
I drifted off to sleep with the utmost certainty that I never wanted to sleep alone again.
27
ISLA
I reachedmy hand behind my back and felt nothing but a cold empty space. Could it all have been a dream? Dreaming Ciro came for me, and he instantly fell in love with Pippa? And we had sex? Incredible, earth-shattering,unprotectedsex?
If it wasn’t real, then it was the worst dream of my life.
A faint laugh and mumbling had me springing up in bed. Another deep-sexy-Ciro laugh sent my heart racing.
It wasn’t a dream.
My chest vibrated as I sucked in an excited breath. I hopped out of bed, noticing Pippa wasn’t in her crib, and dashed out of my bedroom.
There they were. The two people I loved most. Pippa saw me first. A slobbery smile greeted me as she sat perched on her daddy’s lap, facing him.
“Is that Mommy, angel?” Ciro asked Pippa. He didn’t take his eyes off her as she smacked her lips and reached her hand for me. “She’s hungry. I didn’t give her one of the bottles in the fridge. Figured you’d rather nurse her instead.”
“You were right.” I went around the sofa and sat beside him. “Morning, lovebug.” I kissed Pippa’s warm head. She practically jumped into my arms to get into position. I lifted my shirt, unhooked the flap on my nursing bra, and left her to it. “Have you been up long?” I turned toward Ciro. He was staring at me with so much love in his eyes, my stomach fluttered.
“Where’s my morning kiss?” He draped his arm along my shoulders, pulling me to him.
