Beneath Her Bastard Boss

Chapter 152

Late That Night

Sutton stood in the doorway of the nursery, barefoot in one of Luca’s old t–shirts, watching Miles sleep.

He hadn’t made a sound since she laid him down after his evening feed. Her sisters had come around to see him… Even Luca’s family had video–called to welcome Miles home. Luca’s father was doing well back home in his beloved Italy. He had told them during the call that he expected to see them in Italy soon for a visit. She had also found out that Nicole was now harmless. She had no money and no friends. It shouldn’t have made Sutton happy, but it did.

She didn’t know how long she stood there. But in the end, he came looking for her. So Sutton was guessing it had been too long.

Luca came up behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist like he had done earlier, but this time his hands didn’t stop at her stomach. They slid lower, slowly and caressing, until his palms rested at her hips.

“You okay?” he murmured into her neck.

Sutton leaned into him. “More than okay,” she whispered.

His lips grazed her skin. “I’ve been dying to touch you.” His mouth brushed her ear.

Her breath caught. Her blood was already hammering through her veins.

It had been so long. Too long. Between the fall, the hospital–they hadn’t been together like that since before Miles‘ birth. Luca held her every night. But the doctor had only given her the all–clear today that it was safe to have sex. He had told her that if it had just been the C–section, he would have released her weeks ago.

She hadn’t let herself even think about sex. Well, she hadn’t until the last few weeks; waking up in his arms had been hard. Not being able to enjoy it more. Thinking about how much she missed his hands. His mouth. The way he looked at her while he was

inside her.

But now, tonight–after she had finally been cleared–she wanted him. Desperately. She could feel he felt the same way about her; he was already hard, and she could feel his cock against her back.

His fingers flexed against her hips. “I think you’ve spent enough time with our son. I think his father needs some of your special treatment now.”

She turned around slowly until she was facing him in the dim hallway outside the nursery. His hair was tousled. His shirt was open above his tailored pants, telling her he had started to undress while waiting for her in their bedroom. She slowly ran he his hot, hard chest, feeling the ridges and scraping her nails over his tight little nipples.

over

His quick intake of breath told her she was getting to him. His eyes–God, the way he looked at her… with so much heat it made her whole body tighten.

“I need you to touch me, Luca,” she whispered.

That was all it took.

He backed her up against the wall just outside the nursery door, careful not to make a sound, one hand threading into her hair

while the other slid under his shirt she had put on to find only bare skin. As his mouth came down on hers. Their kisses had always. been intense. Hot. But this one was different. This one was urgent and more needy than ever

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released one arm at a time so she could pull it off. She

shirt again, across her waist. When his thumb

“Bedroom,” she breathed.

the house. She wrapped her legs around his waist, her mouth at his throat, kissing and biting at his skin. She felt

second he reached their room, he kicked

you want to get lucky, you

edge of their bed. “My son slept like

tonight.” Sutton lifted

he

his oversized t–shirt off over her head, leaving her completely bare. Luca pulled back for a

“I know

her onto her back so he was over the top of her. “You’re mine,” he cut her off, sliding his hands

fingers tugging at his belt. “I need you, Luca, now.” He made her

before joining her on the bed again. His body was exactly what she needed – bigger and harder…

missed this so much,” he whispered, trailing kisses down her neck to her collarbone.

body already responding to his touch.

this way.

you.” She murmured, “I… I want this so bad,

gentle. “I know, amore.

didn’t want gentle; she

her body to memory, learning the new curves, the changes motherhood had brought. When his fingers slid between her legs, finding her wet core, she gasped, clutching

with a small

moved instinctively against his hand, chasing

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as he pushed two fingers into her. He didn’t take his eyes off

was right on the edge, gasping

please,” she whispered. She didn’t want him to stop.

this?” His eyes searched hers, concern mingling with desire. “We

interrupted. “The doctor said it’s

want you so much.” He positioned himself carefully, entering her with exquisite slowness because she was

breathed. “Missed being connected to

wrapped her legs around him, pulling him

This caused him to move

rhythm, slower and more careful than their usual passion, but no less intense. His forehead pressed against hers, their

me,” he whispered.

closer to the edge. Her fingers dug into

used to talk in bed unless it was