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His wet hand covered her mouth “I do not want you to think For then I ”
And she understood…or thought she did Had she not been so tired, she would probably have anticipated this Claudio needed comfort His father lay in a hospital bed, his future uncertain and her strong husband would never willingly admit fear on that score Or any other if it ca to do about it?
But even as she asked herself that, a realization came to her She needed co Vincente’s health was at risk and that hurt as well Even if he survived his surgery, which there was every chance he would do…she would lose hi with the other Scorsolinis froe added pain on top of pain
The careful little world she had built around herself in which she had people she loved, if not those who loved her in return, was cru a life entirely separate, one in which she would have to stand on the sidelines She would have to watch fros and people she cared about existed and thrived apart from her
Her pet projects would be taken over by soht were so important would find another spokeswoman Her role in the political infrastructure of Isole dei Re would be filled in by so differently and wanting to accos
More painful to her heart was the knowledge that her sisters-in-laould blossom in their new roles, have their babies, and more children besides All without her around to experience, if only vicariously, the reality of a family love
Flavia and Vincente would finally find their way back to each other…it was obvious to anyone with eyes in her head that they were head over heels in love and always had been But she would not be around to rejoice with the in
She would try to fill her life with ful endeavors, but the cold winds of loneliness were already blowing across her soul Becauseof all, Claudio would one day remarry and have his own children and they would not be hers
Pain so intense it was physical shook her frame as Claudio stared down into her eyes, his own expression unreadable except for the physical need that burned in his dark gaze “I want you, cara If you are honest with yourself…you will adaze had traveled Her breasts were flushed a soft pink with desire, her nipples as hard and crimson as frozen berries They ached under his hot scrutiny, the skin tight and throbbing with the blood pulsing below it and the engorged tips crying out for the relief of his touch
A million memories of how it felt to have his enous zones tormented her mind And what he could not see, but she could feel, was the way her most intimate flesh had swollen as well and throbbed with a need to be filled by him, connected to hi through her sprang from the deep well of love she had for him It did not matter that he did not return that love It was tooto dismiss and each set of emotions caused by her love warred for supremacy
One proe and the other oblivion She chose the oblivion “Yes, I want you,” she said with so, but swooped down on herarmada as he yanked her into full-body contact His lips devoured hers and his hard, e of sexual need on her own
It was one that found an answering craving in her and she did not reainst him, but touched him as if it would be the last tiertips found between the silky tautness of his skin and the whorls of dark curling hair that marked his body so different from her own A man’s body, the epitome of masculine perfection to her senses
She traced the outlines of ridges created by honedanew the way his body felt She did not kno she was going to live the rest of her life without this It was too special…so perfect, she often cried afterward at the sheer beauty of the feelings he evoked in her
Tears burned her eyes and she blinked thens of her inner tur through the nest of dark hair fro body trembled and sounds of need rumbled from deep in his chest
Incredible how much she loved those sounds She was addicted to the, paying oh so very close attention to his reactions so she could have more…and more…and more