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sex as she was, and easily the best lay she’d ever had.
    “ Thank you. ”
    “Don’t read my mind!” He stepped into the shower behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. She tried to stick an elbow in his gut, but he simply laughed and held her slightly away from him. “I’m not talking to you.”
    “ Even here? ”
    She tried, but she couldn’t shut him out anymore. “You have to promise you won’t get me pregnant.”
    He nuzzled her neck and then her throat, and her knees went to jelly. “Not even if you wanted me to?”
    A vision of a mini-Morosov danced inside her lust-driven brain, and she wasn’t sure if he’d planted it there or it was coming from her. That was even more terrifying than the thought of being pregnant.
    He bit down slowly on the tendon in her neck. “We would make beautiful babies.”
    “Shut up! I’ve only just realized I’m going to live beyond the age of twenty-seven. I haven’t come to terms with having you around yet, let alone a kid!”
    His chuckle reverberated against her wet skin, and his newly erect cock pressed against her ass. This time she did manage to get her elbow in his chest and spun around to face him. He looked quite breathtaking, his dark blue eyes narrowed in a combination of amusement and lust as water dripped down his perfect cheekbones to his perfect abs and his perfect...
    She stuck a finger in his face. “You’re messing with my head, aren’t you?”
    “I might be.”
    “Can you really make me pregnant?”
    “Yes.”
    “But not without my consent.”
    He nodded. “Naturally.”
    “Do I even need to be on contraception, then?”
    He shrugged. “It’s up to you. You don’t need it.” He reached down and palmed his growing erection. “It’s much nicer for both of us if there’s nothing in between us.”
    “Like a nice fluffy towel, for example.”
    She stepped smartly out of the shower and shut the door on him. He kept smiling, his fingers gently teasing his thick shaft. She found it difficult to look away. She grabbed a robe and walked back out into the bedroom, rubbing her hair with a towel. Her stomach rumbled and she checked the time.
    “We need to order some food.”
    “Already done. It should be here fairly soon.”
    He appeared in the bathroom doorway, a towel wrapped low around his hips. He strolled across to her and her stomach tightened in anticipation. “We still have a few minutes.” He sat down, and before she could say anything, he brought her on top of him, his cock unerringly finding her wet center and driving home.
    She pushed back at him, demanding control, and he gave it to her, his eyes half-closed, his hands riding her hips as she controlled the depth and frequency of his thrusts. He didn’t even need to touch her clit to make her come this time. She loved it when he gave himself to her like this. It was like controlling a force of nature.
    With a sigh, she rested her forehead on his shoulder and gulped in some much-needed air. His hand caressed the back of her neck, his thumb circling her spine. “See? Much better skin to skin.”
    She reluctantly climbed off him. “We still haven’t talked.”
    “We can do that while we eat.”
    She headed back to the bathroom and heard the knock on the door that heralded the arrival of their food. The tantalizing smell of barbecue made her lick her lips and hurry to clean up.
    When she emerged, Vadim was uncovering plates on the small table and setting out silverware and water glasses. He was fully dressed in his shirt, tie and pants.
    “It smells good. What did you order for me?”
    “Ribs, curly fries and beans.”
    “Really?” She smiled at him. “Does it come with a side of you lecturing me about my eating habits?”
    “No, just eat.” He shook out his napkin and sat opposite her. “You need your strength.”
    “What do you have?”
    “Some grilled halibut, mashed potatoes and asparagus.”
    “Of course.” She would’ve said more, but she was too busy