Fisting the top of her PJ bottoms, I pull them down her legs as she follows me with her gaze. Her body shifting with mine as I move down to the edge of the bed.
Her thighs are plump and rounded and my mouth waters at the prospect of biting and sucking on the tender flesh. The blush lace covering her pussy is so fucking wet, I can’t wait to rid her of it.
I want to see every inch of her body and I want to memorise every dip and curve. I want it branded into my memories so that even when shit hits the fan, I always have her in some shape or form.
Chapter 24
Cassandra
I can’t breathe.
Oh God, I can’t get my lungs to open up and work. Leo’s looking at me like I’m some sort of once in a lifetime phenomenon. His chest is heaving, and his eyes are so dark that it makes the room appear lighter than it is.
My body feels light and heavy all at once, and the longer he looks at me the more the tightening in my chest intensifies because I really just need him to touch me now. I want him to kiss me and bite me.
There’s this violent need inside me, and the more he touches me, the more it sings.
His hands rounding to the back of my knees, he lowers himself between my thighs and my natural instinct is to close them. But when he presses them apart and his shoulders jack them wide open, the slight discomfort sets off this heat that pulls at my stomach and pelvic muscles and I shudder with desire.
My hips grind as he nips his way up one of my thighs and when he reaches the top, his tongue laves at me over my underwear.
Oh my God.
Moaning into the air above, my fingers knot in his hair as his nails bite into my flesh with every stroke of his tongue. My muscles coil so tight that I have no idea how to relieve the tension pulling at me. It’s like nothing I’ve ever felt.
“Quiet,” he murmurs, and as if to make sure I adhere to his command one of his hands covers my mouth.
With no outlet for all the pressure building inside me as he continues licking and blowing at my sensitive flesh through my underwear, I’m ready to burst.
Is this how it’s meant to be all the time? Am I not meant to last longer?
“Stop. Thinking. Cassandra.” Leo grits, slipping his fingers under my knickers.
His thumb swipes up my middle and presses to my clit, and I can’t stop my body from trembling. The harder he presses, the faster his tongue laves over my underwear.
My legs are spasming and my knees are pressing so tight to his shoulders that it’s becoming painful. The bite incites the pleasure rumbling to life at my core.
With his palm muffling my cries, my heart is beating so fast that I can’t hear myself gag for breath.
Every part of me is screaming, yet I can’t get a single fucking word out and not because he’s smothering my voice.
Holy fuck. Holy…holy…oh my Jesus…
I’m getting lost inside my own body and mind. My insides feel like prisoners trying to break out of their confines, making my body rattle.
“Leo!” My rasp somehow pushes through his fingers.
Lifting myself up onto my elbows, my eyes meet his across the dips and swells of my body. His lips on me look…I don’t even know.
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nbsp; I’ve never seen anything like it. The way it makes me feel is inexplicable.
His eyes trail down from mine slowly and his hand follows, dropping from my mouth and trailing down to my chest. Pinching one of my nipples, he presses the length of his tongue to me, continuing to palm my breast. Leo squeezes mercilessly with his fingertips digging into my flesh as he sucks and nips at me like a starved animal feasting on its prey.
The sting of his nails biting my skin sends frissons of pleasure down to where his mouth is latched onto me. His tongue slides up and flicks my clit over the wet lace at the same time as his thumb slips between my folds and inside me.
“Oh fuck!” My hoarse cry fades in my ears as his hand tightens around my boob punishingly and he growls, “Quiet!”