EPILOGUE
EPILOGUE
Rose’s hands were spread over Diaz’s naked chest, one of his hands clasping her hip, the other cupping a ripened breast, eyes locked together as she rode his thick length, moaning at the pleasure saturating her.
Feeling the sensations tighten, she ground down harder, chasing the release that would shatter her into the most glorious pieces.
She would never, ever get enough of their lovemaking, and when her release finally came, Diaz, holding himself back as he always did, let go too, thrusting up and gripping her hips tightly as he climaxed deep inside her with a shout of her name.
Unable to flop and collapse on top of him as she so loved to do, she eased herself onto her side and cuddled into him as well as she could.
Holding her securely to him, Diaz bent his head for a kiss and placed a gentle palm on her swollen belly. ‘Te amo,’ he murmured into her mouth.
She smiled sleepily. ‘I love you too.’
Their fourth baby woke from its slumber and kicked against his hand.
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