Cygny's Six

She nodded.

His smile warmed her all over. “There hasn’t been anyone since you, Cygny. No one even came close.”

It wasn’t that her legs went weak with need, she just couldn’t wait anymore.

His cock stretched her open and slowed her fall. Her hands lowered to his shoulders, and she felt the tips of her breasts brush against his skin.

“Fuck me.” Leo’s voice was rough with need, and she saw a red flush under the skin of his chest. “I could die right now and be a happy man.”

“Don’t.” Her hands gripped his shoulders with a vice-like grip.

He widened his eyes in shock and then tried to soothe her with a smile. “It’s just a phrase, Cyg.”

Her expression eased a little at the nickname and she tried to smile. “Please. Just don’t. Don’t joke like that.”

“Okay. Okay.”

He lifted his arms from the back of the couch and framed her face with his hands.

Leo leaned forward and kissed her lips. Just a gentle touch.

“I’m sorry,” he pressed his cheek against hers and spoke softly toward her ear, “it’s not funny. I’m sorry.” His eyes searched hers and she saw his concern. The moment had put a damper on the heat that had been building between them. He tilted his head and asked her, “What can I say?”

“Don’t.” She swept in and kissed him, bumping a tooth against his. “Don’t say anything, Leo. Just fuck me.”

He groaned and dropped his hands to her hips.

Biting his fingers into her curves he lifted her off of his cock and then pulled her down until she hit bottom, her ass across his thighs.

Yes.

She felt his hands on her hips and let him take control.

Yes, she was on top. Yes, she could have to taken what she wanted from him, and he would have let her.

In a way she did have what she wanted.

She had Leo filling her up, stretching her wide.

They kissed.

Their tongues tangled.

Her fingertips and short cropped nails dragging through his hair.

He lifted her and pulled her down onto him, bottoming out each time.

And through all of it, he made her feel his need for her.

It felt identical to hers.

She heard the soft grunt in his throat and felt him thickening inside of her.

The sensation was astounding, incredible, and on the next downstroke of her body, she shifted forward and felt herself come apart.

Leo wrapped his arm around her, dragging her closer. He held her against his chest as he lost himself inside of her.

The sensation was both familiar and extraordinary.

Intimate and soul baring.

And when he stopped thrusting up into her, she felt his cock pulsing deep inside of her and she’d never felt so connected to another person in her life.

Leo gathered her close, rubbing her back gently with one hand while the other combed through her hair.

“Cyg? Cygny?”

She rolled her head to the side, placing her cheek on his shoulder so she could look up into his eyes. “Hmm?”

“I’m so damn glad you listened to Beck and went to the training.”

Her smile was lazy and her limbs, loose and languid. “Yeah? Well, I’m glad you let me try and explain what happened.”

He brushed her hair from her face and placed a kiss to her forehead. “Yeah, I’m glad I listened too.”

Cygny managed to bring up a hand between them, placing her palm over his racing heart. “There’s still more you need to know.” She traced the tip of her finger across his skin tracing invisible lines through the thin sheen of sweat. “I can’t tell you everything because of security reasons, but you should know everything I can tell you.”

He caught her lips in a kiss, and then another, and another. When she was dazed from his attentions, he smiled and told her. “We have time, Cyg. You and I have other things to spend our time on. The dark stuff can wait.”

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