When I feel the warmth of his hand on mine, it’s as if a jolt of electricity courses through me. I pull my hand back sharply and shoot him a warning glare. He bites back a laugh.
“We’re almost there,” he murmurs.
I touch my neck and crack the window open, letting the cool spring air calm the fire raging inside me.
As soon as the car comes to a stop, I have the sudden urge to kiss the driver on the cheek in gratitude. Tony and I share the same trait, we hate showing too much affection in public. Neither of us likes anyone intruding on our intimate moments.
To the outside world, we might seem like two cold, unemotional people. But God knows they can’t begin to imagine the fiery inferno that consumes us in bed, setting our world ablaze.
He opens the door to the royal suite and steps aside, letting me enter first. Without looking at him, I walk toward the floor-to-ceiling window and stare at the cityscape beyond.
I hear his footsteps as he approaches, feel his hands wrapping around me, pulling me against his body. The hardness pressing against the curve of my ass makes my eyes close, and my body melts back into his chest. Tilting my head back against his chest, I reach behind me, threading my fingers into his hair. With a sigh from deep in my chest, I pull his head down and part my lips as much as I can, kissing him wetly and deeply.
His hand cups my breast, possessive and sure, fingers tightening just enough to pull a gasp from me. I push myself closer to him, grinding against him.
His other hand finds the zipper of my shiny purple gown and slowly slides it down. Once the zipper is undone, his fingertips graze my shoulder and slide along my collarbone, loosening the dress. His hand continues to roam toward my neck, all while his lips never leave mine.
Gripping the edges of the gown with both hands, he pulls it down. I alternate lifting my arms to slip them out of the sleeves, letting the fabric fall to the floor. Tony wraps one arm around my chest, cupping my breasts, while his other hand grabs my pussy firmly, lifting me clean off the floor. The pressure from his grip sends a sharp cry from my lips, and I clench, letting the wave of pleasure surge through me.
Tony sets me down at the edge of the bed, his palm firm between my shoulder blades as he bends me over. My feet stay planted on the floor, stomach pressed to the cool satin. I turn my head to the side, letting the cool satin kiss my cheek.
With practiced fingers, he unhooks my strapless bra and slides it away, his hand warm against my stomach as he lifts me just enough. The toe of his shoe nudges my heels apart, spreading my legs for him.His fingers hook into the thin straps of my thong and yank upward. The delicate lace tears away with a sharp snap.
The sudden burn of lace against my skin pulls a gasp from me. Before I can lift my head, his hand presses firmly between my shoulder blades, holding me down.
He sheds his clothes in seconds. His hands grip both sides of my hips, and then he goes down on me. A shiver races down my spine the moment his tongue slides deep. Every slow, deliberate stroke pulls louder moans from my throat. My fingers clutch the sheets, and I rock my hips, synchronizing with the rhythm of his tongue.
When my body starts to clench around his tongue, he finds that perfect spot and doesn’t let go. He focuses on it relentlessly, his lips and tongue working together until a piercing cry escapes me, sending me tumbling over the edge into ecstasy.
Still floating, I barely register his hands sliding under me. In one smooth motion, he lifts and shifts me higher up the bed, then flips me onto my back. His knees press my thighs apart as he positions himself between my legs.
He braces his left forearm beside my head, then guides his big cock to my pussy with his other hand. Slowly, he pushes inside, stretching me open until he’s buried to the hilt.
My legs bend at the knees as I press my head against his chest. Taking him is always a mix of pain and pleasure. He rests two fingers on my clit, massaging gently without moving for a few moments, letting my body adjust.
The moment I start moving with him, I slide my hands under his arms and dig my nails into his shoulders. That’s all it takes.
His slow rhythm lasts only a few seconds before he starts pounding into me with force. Every powerful thrust slams the headboard against the wall, the rhythmic thud filling the suite. Wrapping my legs around him, I lock my still-heeled ankles against his firm, rounded backside, driving him deeper inside me.
His head buries in the curve of my neck as he moves with a wild pace, the hard, heated flesh plunging into me over and over.
“Tony…” My voice is barely a whisper against his ear. “Make me pregnant.”
He stills, lifting his head to stare down at me, surprise flashing across his face. In all these years, this is the first time I’ve brought it up. I’ve been thinking about it for a long time, and now, in this moment, I have no doubt—I want another baby with Tony.
“Give me a son,” I breathe, touching his cheek. “With your black hair…your eyes.”
The corner of his mouth lifts in a proud smirk. Pulling out completely, he thrusts back in with such force that I feel him at the very core of me, and a loud moan tears from my throat. Between the sound of our bodies colliding, he bites down on my lip and murmurs, “Anything you want, princess. I’ll fuck you every night until you’re carrying my son. Promise.”
He claims me completely, driving me higher and higher until the world narrows to nothing but him. I lose count of how many times he pushes me to the brink, bringing me over the edge again and again, until he finally comes inside me.
By the time my last cry fades, the sky outside has lightened to soft gray.
***
I put on a pair of cream-colored straight-leg pants with a white blouse, tie my hair into a ponytail, and step out of the room. Antonia sits beside her father in her favorite pink puffy dress, chatting away in that sweet voice of hers.
When she spots me, her little legs move faster as she rushes toward me, shouting with excitement. “Mommy! Daddy said he’s getting me a real pony! Just for me!”
