Page 29 of Her Greek Inheritance
He lifted that leg, pushing her thigh up, opening her center for his perusal. He did the same with the other leg. Soon he feasted his eyes on the sweet pink flesh between her thighs. She was damp with her lust for him and he leaned forward, keeping her thighs spread with his shoulders as he made a feast of her.
He played her like a fine instrument, driving her to the pinnacle of passion, but never letting her fall off the edge.
“Please…” She moaned as he stopped, refusing to give her that final touch that would send her out into space. Her body was tight with tension, shaking with her desire for him.
Leo couldn’t wait another moment. He moved up her body, holding her eyes as he slid all the way home. She raised her knees around his hips and he began to move within her. When she would have closed her eyes, he touched her temple with a finger. “Keep your eyes on me.”
She did so. He felt himself fall into her eyes, the feelings they created together more intense than ever. Leo had never experienced anything like this. He had the sudden urge to keep her by his side forever. He increased his speed, loving the little gasps she made as he sent them both soaring into bliss-filled oblivion.
He rolled to his side, pulling her against him.I guess cuddling after sex has its benefits.Leo had never been one for wanting to linger after sex, not until Gemma. Even that first night so long ago, he’d had the urge to hold her close as they settled into sleep. A first for him.
He felt her body relax as sleep claimed her. He turned so that he could watch her. She was gorgeous and not just in a physical way. There was a sweetness and a compassion within her that came forth, even when she was angry with him. And yesterday she’d been so very angry. Petrina hadn’t helped. Leo was afraid more attacks from that quarter would be forthcoming. Petrina wanted his surname and was willing to do much to accomplish her goal.
The sooner you get your ring on Gemma’s finger, the sooner you can put that particular worry aside.Only one worry consumed more of his thoughts.She thinks I’m my brother. How will she react when she learns the truth?
Leo extricated himself from her arms. He paced the bungalow, coming to a halt in the doorway, a frown on his face.
“What is bothering you?” Gemma placed his arm on her shoulder.
Leo turned to find her standing beside him, a thin sheet wrapped around her body. He shook his head. “Nothing you can do anything about.”
He needed to figure out a plan. First, he needed to get her to the altar, quickly. Second, he needed to figure out how to tell her he wasn’t Alexi. His parents had agreed to keep his secret for as long as necessary, but he knew Gemma would want to hear the priest’s words translated into English.
“We should go back,” he said. “Can you wake Damien while I pack up our lunch?”
Gemma gave him a weird look. “Of course. We didn’t mean to take up so much of your time.”
Leo could hear the hurt in her voice, but right now he needed to distance himself enough to form a plan. If he let her stay close, he’d end up taking her back to bed and that wouldn’t solve anything. “We need to return. My parents are expecting to spend time with Damien. I will have someone take you to where the painting is stored while they visit and you can give me your new assessment of it.”
Gemma’s expression shut down. The closeness they’d felt only moments before disintegrated like smoke in the wind. Leo steeled his heart against the pain her look caused him. He concentrated on packing them up for their return to the estate. She had looked at him like she’d suddenly realized she didn’t know him at all.I can’t let her figure out my small deception until we are legally wed. But how?