‘Say please,’ he taunted, pushing one fingertip into the shallow dent.
‘Oh, please, please, yes, please.’
‘I like that,’ he said, then one of his fingers slid inside her, so easily it was shocking. ‘Christ, you’re wet. I hardly felt that. You need something bigger, thicker.’
Two, then three fingers were inserted and now Jenna felt them probing inside her, stretching her without pain. In the meantime, Leonardo’s other hand kept upping the ante on her clitoris. She felt quite invaded and beaten, completely at his mercy now.
He thrust with his right hand and stroked with his left until she began to quiver, everything standing on end, a wild, fast unfurling moving from bottom to belly to all over her body.
‘Yes, yes, I’ve made you come,’ crowed Leonardo. ‘Good girl, nice one. Oh, your face. What a picture.’
He withdrew his fingers with a sucking sound and shimmied over her to capture her mouth in a delighted kiss. She felt like water, flowing around him, having no substance of her own. He had done for her. He had conquered. He could put her in his pocket and keep her there.
‘Didn’t you need that?’ he made her admit, between kisses. ‘You came so hard. You must have needed it really bad.’
‘Mmm,’ was all she could say.
‘I wasn’t going to let you come yet,’ he said. ‘Not until I was in you. But just because you’ve done it once doesn’t mean you can’t do it again. Benefits of being born a girl – not fair, if you ask me. Besides, I think you’ve earned a treat.’
‘You’re so bloody cocky,’ said Jenna, half-affectionately.
He laughed. ‘You don’t know the half of it yet, sweetheart.’ He tutted sympathetically. ‘You look wiped out. Ready for more yet?’
‘More,’ she repeated weakly.
‘I want to fuck you,’ he said. ‘I want to be in you. Do you need a break, or …?’
She shook her head.
‘I’ve got condoms in my handbag,’ she said, reaching blindly over the side of the mattress. But Leonardo was already on the case, fishing inside for the packet of three.
‘You were prepared for this, then?’ he said. He opened the cardboard carton and removed one of the little foil packets.
‘I always carry them. Well, ever since things with Deano … Not because I expected to have sex. Just in case. Precaution.’
‘You’re a smart cookie,’ said Leonardo.
He pulled down his boxers, displaying a very impressive erection.
Jenna looked swiftly away. It felt rude, somehow, to stare at it.
How silly. The rudest night of your life and you’re worried about staring.
‘Don’t be frightened,’ said Leonardo, evidently pleased by her reaction. ‘I won’t hurt you.’
‘You might, you know.’
‘You can take it. You’re more than wet enough, that’s for sure.’
He held its length in his hand, as if priming it, then he ripped open the foil condom package and made a slow performance of putting it on.
Jenna wondered if it felt horribly tight. She hadn’t slept with anyone using a condom since the very early days with Deano. The days of cringing at the check-out of Boots and deciding against buying lube because that would be too embarrassing.
She sensed that it wouldn’t be too embarrassing for Leonardo, though. He would pile up his multipack of Extra Large and his lube and God knows what else on the counter with a swagger and a glint for the cashier. You want some of what my girlfriend’s getting? She betted all the girls had been wild for him, showing off their teeny miniskirts and highest heels in the supermarket car park. And it wouldn’t hurt that he was one of the few lads capable of talking in more than monosyllables. Oh yes, he would have been a heartbreaker all right.
And now, here he was, wanting her.
‘You’ve heard of kissing it better,’ he whispered, looming over her, shifting his hips to achieve optimum positioning. ‘Well, this is my version. Ready?’