Only You (Sweet Torment 2)

My eyes went wide and my hands stilled as I watched him roll the condom onto his impressive length.

Rucking my skirt up to my hips, he cupped my ass and lifted me up. My legs instantly wrapped around his waist and he pressed me against the wall once more.

“You ready?”

“So ready,” I breathed, and reached between us to grip his cock and use it to push my panties aside and breech my opening.

His eyes drifted shut for a brief moment, then were back on my face. He kept them there and surged forward, thrusting all the way to the hilt in one glide.

“Oh!” I gasped and clutched to his back.

He withdrew and shoved again. I clawed harder, grabbing his shirt and hiking it up so I could feel his skin. Trapped between a cold wall and a hot man, I squeezed him with all the strength I had.

His face rested between the crook of my neck and shoulder and he bit down as he drove in and out. Hard. Fast. Deep. No, deep was an understatement. He was so fucking deep it made me squirm and my skin light up like flames.

Still holding tight, he moved his hands to the backs of my thighs and spread me wider as he continued to fuck me. Every one of his muscles was tense. He had so much strength, and currently, I was surrounded by it. My ass banged against the wall with every thrust upward. It was then that I looked up and saw the mirror above the sink and my reflection staring back.

With Leo’s shirt lifted, I saw a massive tribal tattoo stretch from the middle of his back, up his shoulder and disappear beneath the fabric. The black ink seemed to come alive against his olive skin. His shoulder and back muscles bunched tightly as he flexed his hips and moved himself in and out.

Pure strength. And there was something beautiful about it. My small hands clinging to a mountain of a man as he consumed me . . . and I merely took it.

I stayed there, supported by only his strength, and simply watched. Watched all the power he unleashed as he took me. He wasn’t holding back. Wasn’t soft. And in that moment, I loved him for it.

Over and over, he gave me what I needed. The fire was building low in my belly and goose bumps broke over my skin. I felt his chest and abs graze against me as he moved. Everything about him was solid, like stone. I just wish I could get a better view of him, but that would mean stepping back, drawing away, and that wasn’t happening.

My spine tingled, my legs went numb, and my entire body shot alive with sparks and heat.

“Leo . . .” I gasped his name and dug my nails into his back.

He kissed me hard, then followed my gaze. Stilling inside of my body, he glanced over his shoulder and found what I was looking at. Us. In the mirror.

He looked back at me, grinning, and thrust hard. I came apart around him.

“That a girl,” he growled and mashed his lips against mine. Swallowing down every gasp and moan and scream. “I feel you coming all over me, angel.”

His big body tensed and I felt his cock swell even farther inside me, prolonging the best orgasm I’d ever had even more.

Wrapping his arms around me, he came. Hugging me closely, he gave a final pump of his hips and it made my entire skin flush with a fresh dose of need.

Breathing hard, we came down together. He slowly pulled out and I slid down his body. His shirt fell back to cover his chest before I got a good look at all the strength that had just supported me.

He turned and took care of the condom while I put my bra back in place and began buttoning up my shirt.

When he turned back to face me, reclasping his belt, there was something about the way his forearms flexed with the movement that made me instantly wet again. Just the mere way this man moved with the simplest tasks—like fastening his belt—was hot. He stepped toward his hat on the floor.

I cleared my throat and focused on righting my shirt.

“That was nice,” I said.

His boots halted instantly, causing a slight squeaking sound against the tile floor.

“Nice?” I glanced up at him and he looked wounded in a playful way. “Ouch, Red.”

“What?”

He picked up his hat off the floor, shoved it into his back pocket and in two steps closed the distance between us. Cupping my hip he leaned in and placed a soft kiss on my lips, effectively stilling me.

“If that was a simple nice then I’m dying to see what incredible looks like.”