The Snow Leopard's Baby (Glacier Leopards 2)

Even right before he left, when her body had been returning to something like normal, he hadn’t changed. Apart from being casually and crudely interested in her larger breasts, he’d still seemed disgusted by the way she looked.

She still carried a lot of that extra weight, and her skin wasn’t as taut as it had been before. There were stretch marks. She had the body of a woman who’d given birth, and when it was just her and Emily, she was absolutely fine with that.

But now she was getting naked with a man for the first time since Rob had left, and it was different.

But Jeff just looked like he wanted to devour her with his eyes. “Are you kidding?” He reached out and caressed the curve of her breast through her bra, and then continued down her waist to cup her generous hip. “Look at you.”

“I’m all...” She didn’t know what word to use.

“Curved? Well-endowed? Hourglass figure?” Jeff grinned. “Let me tell you something: I’m not into skinny girls. I like it when the person I’m with looks like you. And you, Leah...you look like the most gorgeous woman I’ve ever seen.”

Glancing up into her eyes, he reached for the button of her jeans. When she nodded, he undid it, then dropped to his knees and kissed her just above the waistline. He unzipped the jeans and tugged them down, kissing her navel, and then trailing kisses down the curve of her stomach.

"Oh." Leah's voice came out breathy and surprised-sounding. Jeff's stubble was leaving tingly trails over her skin, and his lips on her lower stomach were making things twitch inside of her.

"Step up," Jeff said, low and hypnotic. Leah braced a hand on Jeff's shoulder and stepped out of first one leg of her jeans, then the other.

She was still barefoot from earlier, and Jeff traced a finger over her toes. "How are these feeling?" he asked.

"Fine," Leah said impatiently. She wasn't worried about her toes right now.

He smiled. "Good." Then he kissed her lower stomach again, and slipped his fingers under the leg of her panties to brush her pubic hair.

Leah gasped. The slight touch sent sensation zinging through her pussy. Jeff kissed lower, and lower, until his lips were right at the waist of her panties.

Leah swayed as her knees trembled. The wall was right behind her, and she gratefully let it hold her up while Jeff breathed out, sending a hot wash of air straight over her pussy.

"Take them off." She barely recognized her voice. She sounded low and sexy, like a woman caught up in her own pleasure.

Jeff pulled off her panties in one quick motion, letting them fall to puddle around her feet. Then he stroked a finger down from her pubic bone, down, down...until it separated her lips and stroked softly over her clit.

Leah panted in pleasure. Her legs were parting, opening herself up to Jeff.

He looked up at her, and his eyes were dark with desire, only the thinnest line of silver outlining the black. "You smell so good," he said. His voice rumbled in his chest. "Now I want to know how you taste."

Leah sighed, a long shuddering breath. "Yes. Please."

He leaned in. First his tongue followed the same path his finger had, softly stroking over the length of her clit. Then he brought his fingers up to separate her lips and sucked at her clit with his hot, soft mouth.

Leah would've screamed if she hadn't remembered the baby sleeping in the other room. The sensation was overwhelmingly intense, and her hips pushed forward of their own volition. Jeff took hold of her right hip with one hand, a strong anchoring force, and held her open with the other while he started licking her.

Before tonight, Leah hadn't thought she missed sex that much. She was so busy and tired that she felt like all the energy that had gone into having sex was channeled elsewhere. But just the touch of Jeff's fingers had awoken her body into a hunger stronger than she'd ever felt, and the feeling of his tongue on her clit was enough to making her pussy start twitching. The whole pit of her stomach was on fire with wanting. After so long a drought, Leah's body was more than ready to drink this in.

Jeff licked her with careful attention, listening to the noises she made, and following the way her hips shifted to catch the sizzles of pleasure and chase them into a boil. Her clit throbbed with pleasure.

And when Jeff sucked it into his mouth again, putting that hot, strong, wet pressure all over, Leah's muscles contracted in a glorious wash of orgasm. The spasms wrenched through her, wringing her out until she couldn't remember why she'd ever felt anything but good.

Jeff pulled back, licking his lips. He looked as satisfied as she felt. "That was fantastic."

"Isn't that my line?" Leah managed. She pushed herself away from the wall, and wobbled.

"Whoa, there." Jeff was on his feet in an instant, steadying her. Then he grinned.

"What?"

"Oh, nothing. Just," and Jeff lifted her straight off the ground, bridal-style, and carried her over to the bed.

Leah made a startled squeak, but didn't protest as much as she might have if her body hadn't still been shivering in the wake of the strongest orgasm she'd ever had.