The CEO's Unexpected Child(18)

He smiled as he looked down at her. "It literally means treasure in  Italian, but it's a term of endearment that is used like we would use  sweetheart or honey in English."

Her breath caught in her throat when she heard the definition of the  name he'd called her from their very first day together. "Why do you  call me that?"

His brow furrowed. "Because that's what you are, Claire-both a treasure  and the sweetest, most passionate creature I've ever met."

She couldn't hold back any longer. Those words were a stronger  aphrodisiac than any food she could imagine. Lunging forward, she met  his lips with her own. She wrapped her arms around his neck to tug him  closer to her. Claire felt his hands glide over her rib cage and along  her waist. She wanted more. She wanted him to touch her all over.

She pressed her body against his. She could feel the firm ridge of his  desire pressing into her belly. Rubbing against it, she drew a low growl  from Luca's throat. Feeling bold, she let her palm graze over his  chest, dipping lower to stroke him through his pants.                       
       
           



       

Luca ripped his mouth from hers, reaching out quickly to grip her wrist  and pull her away. "Claire," he nearly groaned. His whole body tensed  as he struggled to keep control. "Don't. I can't take it. I want you too  badly."

"Then take me. Please, Luca. I want you to make love to me. I want you  to show me what it feels like to be with a man who truly desires me."

She watched him close his eyes for a moment and draw a deep breath in  through his nose. When his eyelids rose, there was a heat in his gaze.

Her hand was trembling as she reached for his. Before she lost her  nerve, she turned and walked toward her bedroom. Mia had moved Eva's  playpen into her room tonight, so they had the space all to themselves.

Without turning back to face him, she reached for her dress and started  fumbling with the buttons down the front. Claire could feel the heat of  Luca's body at her back, but he didn't touch her. At least, not yet.

She let the top of the dress slip from her arms to pool at her waist.  Luca's breath was hot on her nape as he moved in closer and pressed a  searing kiss on her bare shoulder. The contrast sent a shiver down her  spine that met with his fingertips as he gathered the fabric in his  hands and pushed it over her hips.

The sundress pooled around her feet, leaving her in nothing but her  underthings. Claire held her breath as Luca unlatched her bra and  slipped the straps from her shoulders. He let it drop to the floor,  immediately covering both breasts with his hands.

Claire gasped and arched her back to press her body closer to his  touch. She could feel her nipples tighten and harden as his fingertips  stroked over them. He continued to sprinkle kisses across her bare  shoulders and neck, the combination of touches building a raging fire in  her belly.

"Luca," she gasped as he rolled the peaks between his fingers. She  wasn't entirely sure what she was begging him for, but she knew he could  give it to her.

He responded by gliding his palm across her bare belly to the edge of  her panties. She tensed as he moved over the skin that hadn't quite  bounced back from having Eva, but he didn't seem to notice. Luca was  focused on his destination. Without hesitating, his hand slipped beneath  the satin and stroked across her sensitive center.

Claire gasped, but his firm grip on her body wouldn't allow her to  squirm away from the intensity of his touch. "Sì, bella," he cooed in  her ear from behind as he moved relentlessly over her slick skin.

She felt her thighs start to tremble beneath her. Claire wasn't certain  how much of this she could take. She might collapse into a puddle right  there at his feet. "Not yet," she whispered between ever more urgent  cries.

To her relief and disappointment, he pulled his hand away before it  went too far. Instead, he hooked his thumbs around her panties and  pulled them down her legs. Now she was completely naked. Thankfully, she  wasn't alone in that. She heard the rustle of fabric behind her and  turned in time to see Luca slip out of his shirt.

She reached for his belt and unfastened his pants. Luca stepped out of  his remaining clothes and took a step toward Claire until their naked  bodies were just barely brushing each other. He cupped her face in his  hands and dipped his head to kiss her.

His desire for her was barely restrained as his mouth met hers. This  was a kiss that had built up during their time together here. His tongue  sought hers, tasting and teasing her with his lips. Claire met his  intensity, nipping playfully at his bottom lip. The bite elicited a  growl in the back of his throat. He moved his hands to her hips and  slowly guided her backward through the room until she fell onto the bed.

Claire crawled across the mattress until she could lie comfortably.  Luca followed her, kissing and touching every inch of her as he moved up  the length of her body. He paused to hover over her, his erection  pressing insistently against her inner thigh. He lowered his head to  kiss her again, then stopped.

Looking down at Claire, there was a flash of panic in his eyes. "Please tell me you have a condom with you."

A condom? Claire froze at the thought. She didn't have any. She hadn't  used them since before she got married. "I don't. Don't you?"                       
       
           



       

"No, I didn't exactly plan for this to happen. Hold on," he said,  climbing from the bed and dashing into her bathroom. "Bless you, Gavin,"  he shouted before returning to the bed with a foil packet in his hand.

Claire finally let out the breath she'd been holding. Thank goodness.  She didn't want to stop now. Even the slightest hesitation might let  reality rush in and ruin the moment. The odds of them conceiving were  virtually nil, considering they'd met via a fertility clinic, but that  wasn't the only worry. It had been a long time since she'd dated, but  there had been plenty of things to catch then and now.

She dropped her head to the pillow as Luca sheathed himself and returned to his place between her thighs.

"Now, where were we?" he asked with a grin.

Claire reached between them and wrapped her fingers around his length.  She pulled him just to the point of penetration and stopped. "Right  about there, I think."

Luca nodded and pressed forward slowly. Claire closed her eyes,  absorbing the feeling of having a man inside her after so long. Her  muscles tightened around the invasion, making Luca hiss and clench his  teeth as he buried himself fully inside her.

He continued moving at a slow and deliberate pace, drawing out the  pleasure. Claire had been nervous about doing this after all this time,  but that faded away once he touched her. She drew her legs up to cradle  his hips between her thighs and let her body rock back and forth with  his movements. The feelings he created radiated through her like shock  waves of pleasure.

It wasn't until she opened her eyes again that she realized Luca was  watching her. Not just looking at her, but taking in everything. Seeing  the pleasure dance across her face seemed to turn him on and make him  bolder. He slipped a hand between their bodies and stroked between her  thighs. Claire gasped, writhing beneath him as his fingers pushed her  closer and closer to the edge. The more near her release came, the more  forcefully Luca moved into her, making the climax build inside her even  faster.

Luca had some kind of power over her. He seemed to know just how to  touch her, just how to coax every sensation from her body in a way that  should take a man time to master. All she could do was bite her lip and  brace herself for it.

Then it hit her. The dam holding back the pleasurable rush inside her  burst and she was swept up in it. "Luca!" she cried out, gripping at the  sheets, but they failed to keep her from practically rising up off the  bed.

Luca slowed down as Claire collapsed onto the pillows with heavy  breaths. She felt as if all her energy had been zapped away, and she  didn't care.

He lowered himself onto his elbows, burying his face in her neck. The  stubble of his beard scratched against her skin as he rocked against her  and whispered into her ear. "Watching you come undone like that... Sei  così bella, Claire," he said. "Ti voglio così male."

She had no idea what he said, but the curly, seductive words sounded so wonderful. "Yes," she replied. "It's your turn, now."

Luca nipped gently at her shoulder, then dragged his lips across her  throat before kissing her again. His gaze narrowed its focus on her  again and one hand planted firmly on the curve of her hip. His  fingertips dug into her flesh as he moved harder and faster than ever  before. Claire felt every muscle in his body tense and at the last  moment, his eyes finally squeezed shut. He roared as he poured into her  with one final, powerful thrust.