Page 30 of Love Walked In
Just like in his office, this shy, tentative man transformed into something hot-eyed and hungry when I begged, when I offered myself to him.
I wanted that heat to touch me, to wrap itself around me and overwhelm every barrier I’d ever put up.
I reached up and carefully tugged his glasses off, put them back on the nightstand where they belonged.
“I’m yours. Right here and now, I’m yours. Please take me.”
A quick hard press of his smile to mine, then he slid down the bed again.
Instead of diving in like he had before, he explored me, slow and soft, rubbing his tongue across every inch of me, seeing what made me sigh.
“You make the most gorgeous little sounds when you feel good,” he said thoughtfully, after I let off a particularly horny moan.
“I wonder how many different ones you have.”
“Keep going and you’ll see,” I got out.
He flicked his tongue lightly in exactly the right place, and I gasped. “Oh, I wouldn’t stop for the world,” he said. “You taste delicious.”
“Better than chocolate?”
A quick grin. “Why do I have to choose?”
And now I was past kidding around. “Give me more, Leo. Please .”
“ Fuck, I love it when you ask nicely.” He reveled in me, raining hot kisses everywhere. “Love it when you say my name, too.”
Ordinarily that four-letter word would be a record scratch, a warning flash.
But then he licked inside of me, then sucked like it was summer and I was the most delicious ripe peach, and I let it go.
I fell into his hunger, the silk of his hair in my hands, and the strength of his grip on my thighs, until my orgasm struck out of nowhere, sudden and sharp.
I yelped and grabbed his head, kept him there as I rode it out.
The second I let him go, he was over my sated body, shoving his underwear down and kissing me like he needed to taste me, needed me to taste him. A hand reached under and tugged my hips up. “I have to fuck you now,” he said, eyes like a storm. “I need to be inside you, tell me I can.”
The demand in his voice made it feel like the orgasm had never happened. “Oh my God, please.” I arched against him, and he notched against me.
“Fuck,” he blurted, jerking away. “Condoms. You said.”
Oh my God. How did I forget something so important? Leo made me feel safe, but not that safe. I had to take care of myself no matter how many times this man made me come.
I watched him, a little stricken, as he yanked the nightstand drawer open, dug around until foil winked in the low light.
“It’s been a while since I’ve used one of these, hold on.
” But after a few seconds, he figured it out, and another second later, he’d stretched out over me, soft light from the lamp turning his olive skin gold.
I trailed my fingers up his narrow chest to his sharp-edged shoulder, the bones clear under my fingertips.
He pressed a little kiss to the tip of my nose. “All right?” he whispered softly.
An unexpected wave of tenderness washed over me, a soft blanket of care. “All right.”
“Good,” he growled, and pushed inside me in one long glide. “ Fuck, you feel so good. You feel so good, and you’re all for me.”
The pace he set was fast and hard, and not usually what would get me there, but his need spoke to mine, and I couldn’t hold back, shoved my hand between us and rubbed firmly, everything almost too sensitive, but I needed the friction too much to care, bracing my feet on the mattress and pushing back as his body came down over mine.
“Yes,” he praised in my ear when I moaned. “Come again, gorgeous girl. You feel like heaven.” He was frantic, mindless. “Someday I’m going to fuck you forever.”
Someday. Forever. I didn’t like those words at all. “Just fuck me now, ” I said desperately, the edge coming faster and faster.
One last jerky thrust, and his orgasm was one long growl into my shoulder, and I followed him into pleasure seconds later, hearing him gasp my name like it was a prayer begging for an answer.