A few seconds later, he came running out to my car.
“You forgot your coat,” he said, a bit out of breath.
I reached for it, but he didn’t let it go.
Our eyes locked as he finally released the jacket. “Why are you really leaving me like this?”
I fumbled for an answer. “I didn’t…want to make you uncomfortable by assuming I was spending the night.”
“Why on Earth would that ever make me uncomfortable?”
“I don’t know what you’re ready for. Your wounds are still fresh from the end of your marriage. I didn’t want to presume anything or freak you out.”
“Freak me out?”
“Because it’s hard for me to hide how much I want you. I feel like it’s written all over my face.”
He let out a long exhale before caressing my chin. “Oh, my beautiful girl. The only thing freaking me out is how desperately I want to make love to you. But I’ve been hesitant to kiss you or even touch you, afraid I’ll take things too far. It seems we were both experiencing the same fear. I’m not officially divorced yet…so you might think this is inappropriate. I also thought maybe I’d need to build your trust again first.” His breath was visible in the cold air. “I don’t just want you. I need you.”
Relief and desire washed over me. “You think I don’t trust you? You left your entire world behind to come here for me.”
“Make no mistake…” His eyes bore into mine. “My entire world is you, Felicity. Without you, I have nothing.”
I closed my eyes. “I feel the same way. And for the record, a legal technicality means nothing considering all you’ve given up to be with me.”
“Communication, you know?” He smiled. “We should try it sometime.”
Shrugging, I chuckled. “We’re better than we used to be?”
“Get back inside,” he said, taking my hand.
Following him back into the inviting, warm house, I somehow knew it would be a long time before we spent a night apart again.
As the door closed behind us, Leo wrapped his hands around my face and kissed me for minutes on end, igniting my entire body.
When he finally let go, he ran his thumb over my bottom lip. “This mouth…how I missed it.” He slid his hands down my hair. “This beautiful hair. How I missed running my hands through it.” His lips enveloped mine again as he spoke. “This beautiful woman, missing you for so long was fucking unbearable.” He breathed out. “Please let me take you to my room now.”
I nodded, and he lifted me up. We kissed the entire way up the stairs, only breaking long enough for him to place me gently on the bed. Piece by piece, we undressed each other. I marveled at how damn good his hard body still looked, the same bronze, sculpted perfection. Though the need for him felt urgent, I willed myself to slow down, to take in every second of this.
He echoed my thoughts as his naked body hovered over mine. “I’m gonna try to go easy on you, but I’m not sure I can. I feel like I’ve been waiting my whole damn life to have you again.”
I didn’t want to interrupt this incredible moment, but I had to. “There’s something I need to tell you.”
His eyes narrowed. “All right.”
“I’m not on the pill anymore. So, we need something.”
Leo froze. “Ah.” He scratched his chin. “I’m sorry. I wasn’t thinking straight and didn’t come prepared.” He swore under his breath. “Never thought we’d end up in this place.”
“I don’t have them at home, either.”
He collapsed over me, his voice vibrating against my neck. “I’m fucking throbbing for you. I’ll do anything to be inside of you tonight—break into a house, rob a store if it’s not open this late, give my left arm…Grandad’s necklace, perhaps. Whatever it takes, I will return with condoms.”
He hopped up, his beautiful, hard cock bobbing up and down. Then he turned to open the side table drawer, allowing me a glorious view of his muscular ass.
Leo turned to me, his eyes wide. “You’re never going to believe this.”
“What?”
“Are you kidding me?” He laughed into his hand. “Sigmund’s gargantuan box of condoms from BJ’s is still bloody here! I just checked this drawer out of desperation. I never expected to find anything.”
I sat up. “Oh my God.”
He opened it. “It’s half empty, so clearly people have been partaking over the years. But there are still some left.”
“Who knew it would take five years to finish that box. What’s the expiration date?”
Leo checked the side of the box. “This past summer. I guess these guys held out for five years, like we did.”
I laughed. “Wow.”
“They’re probably still okay. It’s only a few months past the date. I’m willing to take the risk if you are.”
“I am.”
He took one off the strip and threw it on the bed, tossing the box onto the table. “I’d put fucking plastic wrap over my cock right now if I had to.”