His chest shudders.
“Leo.” I’m asking for something only he can give, but I can’t put it into words.
He pushes my arm down above my head as his other hand grabs mine and brings my hands together. “Just like that.” He murmurs as his eyes run over me. Then he’s touching me, running a warm, heavy finger down from my neck to the skin between my breasts. The tip of his finger flicks over a tight nipple over and over before finally moving to the clasp once, twice and its open. Only he doesn’t move them from my body, the soft silk clings and covers me.
He’s teasing me, driving me crazy as his finger trails down my stomach, slow so damn slow. Until that damn finger plays along the edge of where panties meet skin. I can’t help it, my hips move up to meet his touch, needing more of it everywhere.
I want to kill him when he chuckles, and his hand goes flat on my abdomen to press me down. “Settle, sweetness, settle.”
His eyes are heavy, hooded as they run over me. That damn finger finally moves, but it only skims over my panties. Then it finds the moisture seeping through the lace. Even as I tremble from him touching me, I’m dying in embarrassment as he runs up and down again and again over.
“I love knowing how much you want me. The only thing I love more than knowing how much you want me, is tasting how much you want me.” I watch in squirming shock as he brings up a finger coated in me and sucks slowly. When he opens his eyes, he sees me frozen and smiles. “Delicious.”
I blush then jump when his large hand covers me, the heat of him burning me through the lace.
A moan is pulled from me as his hand slowly glides up over my stomach then edges the silk away from one breast begging for attention. He just stares at me without moving. Then he blinks, his eyes flick up to mine. The burning possession in his eyes sets me on fire all over again.
“Beautiful. You are so fucking beautiful.” Eyes darken and glint as his lips brush against a now painfully tight nipple.
I want to scream when he moves to my other breast and does the same thing without taking it into his mouth like I’m dying for him to do.
“Leo, I’m begging you.” Shamelessly, I open my legs wide to him.
“You do not know what begging is, my sweet. You will though, very soon.” It’s a promise that sends a shiver through me. “I could come from looking at you. Every time I thought of you, I told myself there was no way you were as beautiful as I remember. Then I would see you again, and you proved me wrong.” At any other moment in time I would doubt his words while thinking of all the reasons why he was just being nice, but it’s true, his truth, I can see it in his eyes. He traces up my inner thigh coming so close to where I want him before stopping to trace back down then up again.
“I burned for you, and I hated every second, hated myself for burning for another man’s wife. I hated you for making me burn for you, for looking at me with longing in your eyes when you belonged to someone else. None of that stopped the long endless hours of imagining, fantasizing, dreaming about all the things I would do to you if I ever touched you, ever had you in my bed.”
I barely notice he has undone the garter from my stockings and is rolling down one, only his lingering touch pulls my eyes from him. His enjoyment of the slow removal is clear. The other stocking is gone. He unzips the garter belt with rough hands. His hand covers the heart of me again before going to the top of my panties then slides them down my knees.
“When I figured out you lied, I wanted to hurt you. I wanted to humiliate you for turning me into something I have never been before, no woman has turned me inside out the way you do. I wanted you to pay for it. There was only one thought when I went to your place, to confirm I was right, nothing beyond that.
“For a brief second, the relief I felt at knowing there was no other man was so massive it took my breath away. Only in the next breath that relief was wiped out in the torrent of desire that had been pent up too long. I could have you. So I was going to take you and satisfy the need I had for you. I would finally be free of you. My only thought was to be inside you, to lose myself in you.” He closes his eyes and shakes his head.
“Leo, no,” I whisper, begging him to stop, unable to stop the tears that come at the pain clear in his voice
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“That is what you should have said then, sweetness. I swear I would not have touched you if you had. I have never touched a woman in anger. Maybe I would have been able to calm down if there had been more time between finding out and—fuck maybes. It doesn’t change that I hurt you. I know it’s not easy for a woman to take my cock, it’s the reason why I have always taken my time and become skilled at making sure a woman is prepared for me.”
I jump when a thick finger slides along the wet slit of my lips. The moan is pulled from deep inside me.
“Like this, like now. No woman should ever go through what you went through any time she chooses to give her body to a man, especially not the first time. I cannot undo what I did. However, I promise you now you will never feel pain like that again from me.”
He bends down and presses a soft kiss on the mound of me. There is no thought as I run a hand through his hair. Leo looks up at me his breath, hot against my skin. “I believe you. I trust you. I need you.”
I revel in the freedom to touch him running my hand down his cheek, reveling in the feel of his already bristled skin under my hand. He turns his head and kisses my palm. This time his touch is gentle as he takes my wrist and moves it back over my head. He smiles for the first time, and my chest clenches tight to see that smile, open, free, a little naughty. I’m lost in the smile until he moves.
I love the view of his body over me, the powerfully muscled chest covered in a light dusting of hair I long to feel against me. I bring up my cheek and slide against him, soft at first, yet I feel the strength beneath his silky skin.
Leo moves down me allowing me to savor the feel of his skin against mine. He presses teasing light kisses along my neck that become soft nibbles he soothes with his tongue. I fight not to move as he makes his way down my body until he’s only inches from my breasts. I’m panting, fighting to take in air.
When his tongue flicks over my nipple I moan, I beg, it doesn’t help. Hot, wet, velvet runs over me, then around and around and just when I can’t take it anymore his mouth covers my breast. His tongue plays over my nipple in the hot, wet, cavern of his mouth. Then he sucks hard and deep, and I can’t breathe. I’m hanging suspended in fire, I burn slowly until he lets me go. I’m barely able to take in air before he does it all over again and then again.
He doesn’t stop until tears are in my eyes. I’m limp fighting for air in relief only to feel he has turned his attention to my other breast and it starts all over again. My body is trembling with fine little shudders when he lets my breast fall from his mouth and nuzzles the valley between my breasts.
“Mine.” He whispers against my skin. When his eyes meet mine, I nod without hesitation, without reservation. At my confirmation he begins to work his way down my body, stopping to press light kisses and bites he soothes with his tongue again and again. I come out of my skin when his breath is against the weeping heart of me. His tongue is there at the bottom where a current is flowing from me. I gasp and open my legs wide begging for more.
“Fuck, your pussy is sweet like candy melting in my mouth. I love the way you are dripping for me down to this luscious ass of yours. This ass has taunted me for too long. I’m going to fuck this ass, sweetness, know that now, every part of you belongs to me.”