The Lion and the Lamb

9Leo started moving again until she felt cool, silky sheets meet her back. Breaking the kiss, he trailed his lips down her throat and started paying a lot of attention to the skin where her shoulder and neck met.

Never had Tatum thought that particular area would be so sensitive, but maybe it had nothing to do with that spot. Maybe it was all because the man delivering the tempting touches drove her insane with lust.

“Do you like my touch, baby?” His rough, deep voice had her inner muscles clenching in need.

“Y-Yes….” A gasp left her at the feel of his teeth scrapping along her throat.

“Do you want more, Tatum?” There was no teasing in his tone, just unadulterated lust.

“God, yes.” A little pressure from his teeth had her almost going over the edge. He moved away from her, but she noticed the way he kept his hands on her even though his body no longer touched hers. He stroked her a few more times then stood. His pants were off in the next instant, and his big body covered hers.

She felt so small, so feminine compared to him. There had never been a time when she felt like that with a man, but Leo made her feel wholly beautiful. He touched each one of her curves, murmured how he loved her body, how it drove him wild and made him hard. Each word had her climbing higher and higher until she found herself pleading with him. “Leo, please. God, please take me.”

He didn’t respond, just groaned against the breast he currently licked.

“My girl wants it, doesn’t she?” The amusement made his voice sound thick, but all she found inside her by the noise was frustration. She was wet and ready, and clearly he was having more than enough fun tormenting her.

She opened her mouth to curse, or maybe yell in irritation, but before any words came out, he had her flipped on her belly. Lips skimmed down her spine while his hands massaged the globes of her ass. The feeling relaxed and drugged her all in the same breath.

Dragging his tongue up and down her back, she felt every emotion he had poured into his touch. His hard cock pressed against her, and the wetness from the tip coated the back of her thighs.

“I want you so bad, baby.” He nipped her earlobe as he grunted the words. Her ass felt bruised from his touch, but it was a good kind of pain that morphed her pleasure into something indescribable.

“Then take me. Please, Leo, take me now.” She buried her face in the mattress, her tears of desire coating the sheets.

“Say it again, Tatum.” He bit down on her shoulder, and she gasped from the feeling.

“Leo, please, I want you inside me.” She was overheated, covered in a sheen of sweat, and so ready to finally feel him moving within her. He groaned and ran his tongue down her spine again.

“You taste so good. So fresh and sweet and clean. I could lick every inch of your body and never get enough.” In the next instant, he had his knee wedged between her thighs and shoved them apart. The thick, heavy length of him slid between her folds, and she lifted her ass, needing to feel more of him. He shoved a pillow under her hips, further baring her to him. Before any other touches, kisses, or licks could be dealt, Leo sank into her body. Fingers curled around the sheets, and Tatum squeezed her eyes shut as he filled and stretched her. The burn felt so good, so powerful.

There was no place inside her that he left untouched.

Turning her head to suck in some much-needed air, Tatum was assaulted when he slammed his mouth on hers. She pushed herself up slightly, giving herself more leverage so that she could move her tongue in and out of his mouth. He started pulling out and pushing back into her, slow at first but then picking up speed.

Leo broke the kiss and growled. His hands landed on her hips, and he hauled her up until she was on her knees. With her ass in the air and his hands still holding onto her waist, Leo plunged in and out of her pussy. His fingers dug into her as he pounded into her body, his growling and grunting making him sound like a feral animal staking claim.

“Fuck.” He pumped his hips faster. Her breasts swayed from the force, and he snaked one hand around her to cup a mound. His fingers tweaked the nipple, adding a bit of pain to balance out the pleasure.

“Yes, Leo.” She said the last word on a moan.

“God, I love it when you say my name.” He sank into her again, his balls slapping at her clit. “Say it again, baby.”