To Be Yours Again-Chapter 291 A child

I did as he asked, surprised once more by his own agility while he put his hands under my behind, he carried me up from the bed and leaned my back against the wall.

He’s panting, he kissed me and eased his hips forward and slowly sunk into me.

I moaned loudly and winced as he stretched and filled me.

He’s so big.

He stopped. “Too much?"He asked and I could hear his concern."Tell me.” His voice is urgent. “If you want to stop, or if you don’t like this position, you can tell me."

I flexed my thighs.

This is okay...I can do this... I want this.

I laid my forehead against his.

"More..."

He groaned and he began to move...flexing his hips.

Slow at first but as I gasped and moaned, he increased his rhythm.

I tightened my hold around his neck as he picked up speed.

The feeling is intensed as the sensation spiralled through my body.

Oh No!

This is too much...too overwhelming.

I tugged my nails into his shoulders.

“Enzo...Enzo..."I whimpered.."I can’t...wait"

Immediately, he stopped moving,his breathing ragged.

He kissed me and took a deep breath and without breaking the intimate contact, he turned and walked to the bed.

He slowly laid me down on the bed and his dick slipped out of me.

He hovered above me.

"I’m sorry, was I going too fast...are you feeling better?" He asked.

I loved the fact that he was treating me so delicately.

His pupils were dilated, betraying his need.

Reaching up, I caressed his cheek.

"Can you keep going please... I want to feel you again."I requested, biting my lips.

He nodded and slowly slid into me...filling me up so deliciously.

"Oh.”I moaned.

He began to move again.

Gradually at first, but increasing his speed.

This is easier, not quite as deep,and before I’m aware of it, my body is no longer my own but moving to Enzo’s rhythm, matching my pace as he moved back and forth into me again and again.

I’m lost in him...with him:

I stiffened and stiffened.

"Come for me, Mona."He urged and pushed once more and suddenly, he stilled and groaned loudly.

I cried out as I exploded around him...once...twice... again...spiraling out of control beneath his tensed body.

When I opened my eyes, his forehead is against mine,his eyes screwed shut.

"Oh, baby.” He breathed.

After a moment, he opened his eyes and I stroke his cheek as we gaze at each other.

"Are you okay?” He asked.

"Yes.” I replied.

He smiled too, looking so pleased with himself.

He bent and kissed my lips, my eyelids, my cheeks, my jaw and slowly eased himself out of me.

I whined feeling the loss, then I drifted, replete but exhausted and fell asleep in his arms.

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*LORENZO*

She laid curled up beside me, swaddled in the quilt.

Small... vulnerable... beautiful.

I stretched out, watching the steady rise and fall of her chest, her lips parted as she breathes, her dark lashes fanned out over her cheeks.

Her skin is fair, her lips rosy... she’s gorgeous and I know that I will never get tired of looking at her.

I’m enthralled and spellbound by her.

She’s magical in every way.

I’ve had sex too many times to count but I’ve never felt this connected.

It’s a foreign and unsettling feeling, as is my yearning for her.

I brushed a stray lock of hair off her forehead simply as an excuse to touch her.

Mona stirred and mumbled something and I froze afraid that I’ve woken her.

But she settled once more into a peaceful sleep.

I just laid there and studied her.

She’s lovely...the curve of her cheek...of her chin.

She’s exquisite.

She looked young but serene as she slept.

Taking a strand of her hair, I wind it around my finger.

Recalling the nightmare she always had before made me held her closer hoping she feels safe in her dreams now.

She sighed and her lips curled in a smile. Her expression is encouraging. I gazed at her until I can no longer keep my eyes open.

And before I drifted off to sleep, I murmured her name.

Monalisa.

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I sensed her before I’m fully awake.

The warmth of her body seeped into mine.

Enjoying the feel of her skin on my skin...I opened my eyes to greet the misty morning and my lovely Iron Lady.

She’s fast asleep and curled around me like a fern...her hand on my belly...her head on my chest.

My arm is wrapped possessively around her shoulders, holding her close and she’s naked.

I grinned as my body roused.

I lie for a moment cherishing her heat and the fragrance of her hair.

She shifted and mumbled something intelligible, her eyelids fluttered open.

"Good morning, beautiful.” I whispered.

"This is your early morning wake up call."And I eased her onto her back.

She blinked a couple of times as I kissed the tip of her nose and nuzzled the pulse point beneath her ear...she beamed and threw her arms around my neck as my hand travelled down her breasts.

I walked into Mona’s bedroom to see her before I leave for work.

Well, not just see alone, maybe some hugs and kisses.

I couldn’t find her in her bedroom.

I wondered where she had gone to.

As I turned around to leave, something caught my attention.

I saw a bottle of pills on the bedside table.

Was she sick?

Picking up the bottle, I read what was written on it.

I froze on the spot.

Birth controls.

Why would she need this?

A sound came from the door and Mona walked in.

She stared at me and then at the pills, nonchalantly.

“Have you been taking this?” I asked.

She frowned. “Of course.”

“Why?”

“To avoid getting pregnant obviously. You haven’t been using a condom on me.”

“I didn’t see the need for that. We’re married.”

She seemed stunned that I said that.

Doesn’t she see me as her husband?

“I don’t want children, Enzo.”

“You don’t want to have kids for me?”

“I don’t just picture myself as someone’s mother.”

“That doesn’t even make any sense.”

“Then that’s your problem. I don’t want kids.”

“Do you even want me?”

She looked away.

She always does this.

Don’t I even mean anything to her?

I dropped the pills and walked away, heading off to work.

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When I got to work, I couldn’t concentrate on anything.

Something heavy like a rock made my chest feel so tight?

I’ve been thinking that since I’ve been going skin-to-skin with her, she would get pregnant for me in no time and maybe grow to love me but she doesn’t want kids.

I don’t understand.

Why?

I want kids...I love kids...I want to be a father someday.

I’ve fallen so much in love with Mona and I want her to be the mother of my kids.

But the biggest reason was that o was being selfish. I wanted her to fall pregnant for me as soon as possible.

So that in any case the real Lorenzo comes back, he could never have her.

Yeah, I was in love with my brother’s wife.