Page 14 of They Found Us (Found #5)
Breaking our kiss and removing his hand, I then rise to my knees and push him back into his seat.
For a moment the expression on his face is disappointment, but that soon changes when I reach for his shorts, pull down the waistband, and remove his thick length.
I wrap my hands around it. It’s hot and silky smooth.
A bead of excitement releases from the tip, and I instantly wrap my mouth around it, desperate for a taste of what is to come.
Leo’s hips naturally rise in my direction.
As I take him deeper into my mouth, I feel his erection grow larger and harder.
I grip the base in both hands, which helps me to accommodate his large size.
Sliding up and down, I take him as deep as can, my tongue exploring and taking all it can get.
He brings his hands to my head and gathers my long blonde hair, which has fanned around his crotch.
He bunches all together in one hand, and, holding it tightly, he tips my head back slightly.
“I need to see your face.” His voice is desperate.
Our eyes meet, and I stare into his dark irises as he fills my mouth.
The look on his face drives me to work harder.
It’s an expression he only has when he is this aroused, and it turns me on to the extreme.
I’m doing his to him. Me. His wife. Only I get to see this look, a look he only has for me, and that is the most powerful aphrodisiac.
My mouth waters, and I can’t get enough of him.
The appreciative noises coming from him let me know he is close.
But Leo stops me just as he is about to explode. “Wait.” He removes himself from my mouth and sits up slightly, cupping my face. “Do you think we could do this together?”
Nodding in agreement, I instantly stand. He removes my shorts and the vest. In turn, I pull his shorts from his thighs and discard them. He opens his legs and lies back.
“You’re in control.” He holds his cock upright in anticipation.
I can’t help the smile on my face as I look at him.
My strong, powerful Italian stallion. All mine.
His eyes roam my body, and I can tell he is pleased with what he sees.
I have always been happy with my body, but have two children, and you can get a little self-conscious.
Not that Leo has ever made me feel that way.
It’s just my own insecurities. But in this moment, I feel like the most beautiful woman in the world.
Straddling him, I press my very wet heat against his cock.
Taking it into my hands, I circle my entrance with the tip.
The feeling and the sounds of enjoyment from Leo are almost enough to send me over the edge.
Positioning myself, I gently relax my body down towards his groin.
He slowly fills me, stretching me to the extreme and making me quiver with anticipation.
Leo pulls me in and kisses me with hunger.
I return the deepness of the kiss as my hips instinctively rotate.
Leo’s T-shirt suddenly feels too much of a barrier between us, so I remove it quickly as he lifts his arms in acceptance, and skin to skin, we continue our kiss, devouring each other.
My hips’ rotation gets quicker, and I can feel myself become wetter as Leo’s cock get thicker and harder inside me.
He feels as if he could burst inside me at any moment.
The sensation goes beyond sexual pleasure.
It’s a connection only we share. Simultaneously, our bodies convulse.
Holding each other, kissing, looking into each other’s eyes, we explode in a world of euphoria.
A world where only Leo and I can go. It may only last a minute.
But in that moment, our bodies and spirits connect, and we are one.
After holding each other for a while and appreciating our skin-to-skin contact, Leo nibbles my neck while lifting me from his lap and placing me back on the sofa.
“Stay here. Do not move.”
“Okay.”
I smile as I watch my naked husband check that all the windows and doors are locked, turn the lights off, and grab a bottle of water from the fridge.
He then returns and picks me up, one arm under my legs and one under my arms and round my back.
I loop my arms around his neck. I love when he carries me like this.
After I quickly pick up the baby monitors as we pass the table, Leo carries me out of the kitchen, through the hall, and up the stairs to our bedroom.
While still holding me, he takes the monitors from me and puts them on my bedside table with the water.
Then he takes us into our bathroom, turns on the shower, and walks us under the warm water.
Here he sets me down on my feet. Tilting my head back, I enjoy the power of the shower jet gently massaging my head.
My eyes are closed, but I can feel Leo’s eyes on me.
“You are the most beautiful woman in the world, Mrs Guerra.”
“Don’t you mean Smith?”
Leo doesn’t answer, just groans and kisses me primally. My body unintentionally relaxes into his arms.
Once we’ve washed each other after having another orgasm each, we exit the bathroom dry but still completely naked. I go to my drawer for some clean pj’s.
“No, I want nothing between us,” Leo instructs as he pulls back the covers and gestures for me to climb in bed beside him.
“I love you,” I say as I walk over, my heart feeling incredibly full and grateful. “I love our life. I’m so happy.”
“Good.” Leo wraps his arms around me and covers us both. “As long as you are happy, so am I.”
While drifting off to sleep, I think about what it means to be happy.
There have been so many times in my life when I’ve mistaken happiness for luxury items, extreme holidays, extravagant gifts, or external validation at work.
But that’s not what being happy is. It’s about finding the joy in the little things.
Appreciating the now, being present, and spending time with those who you love and who love you.
This right now. In the arms of my husband, where I feel safe and loved.
In our home where our two boys lie safely asleep in their beds in the next room—boys who were made with our love.
This is happy. People spend too much of their lives wanting what they haven’t got, comparing themselves to others.
But life isn’t about physical items like fast cars or one-off moments of exhilaration over a holiday.
It’s about feeling content in our everyday life, appreciating the little things.
This is what it is to be free, to be happy.