Only You (Sweet Torment 2)

My heart broke a little in that moment. Because in a matter of minutes, I’d shown more of myself to a man who was everything I could never have. We didn’t fit in the real world. We fit one night at a time. And for now, that’d be enough for me too. Because these nights with Leo were the only moments I’d ever felt truly alive, safe, and understood.

I wanted everything I could get. Could reach. Could taste. I wanted to experience him in any way he’d allow. He let me be in control once. Had let me feel like the brief moment we’d have together would forever be ours.

I wanted more of those brief moments.

He cupped my hips, but I grabbed his wrists and put them at his sides, giving a little squeeze to have them remain there. I looked up at him and the hot look in his eyes told me he understood.

He stood still and, once again, let me have control as if he understood I needed it.

I grazed my palms up his chest, marveling at the soft skin and hard muscles beneath. Just a hint of dew covered his tan skin and I couldn’t go a second more without tasting it. Rising to my tiptoes, I opened my mouth and licked the base of his neck, sucking gently before sliding my tongue down to his sternum.

His head lolled back for a moment when I trailed my tongue over his nipple and sucked. His fists clenched at his sides, but he kept them there, letting me explore him. I wanted to be the only woman he thought of. The only woman he felt. The only memory of a woman. Call it selfish or crazy, but I wanted to be whatever he needed. Everything he needed. I just wanted him to feel me. Feel how good he made me feel. Feel how much I loved—

My eyes snapped open. Breathing against his chest, I took a moment to get rid of that train of thought. Because that train led to nowhere except to a really bad ache in my stomach.

I liked Leo. Not love. Love stung too badly.

And if I had to repeat that word over and over until I got it right, I would.

Like.

Yet, my ribs hurt as if my lungs decided just then to protest my need for air.

“Are you okay?” he whispered.

I looked up at him and nodded. “I just want to make you feel how you make me feel.”

He grinned. “Well, you’re driving me crazy, but I like it.”

“That’s exactly how you make me feel, so deal with it,” I said with a grin, and bit his nipple gently.

His laugh was cut off by a hiss. I licked from his chest to his abs. Nipping and sucking on all the hard ridges of muscles until little goose bumps broke over his skin. When I got to the knot of the towel, I yanked it open and let it fall to the floor.

Hitting my knees, I looked at him. Truly an amazing man. Strong, toned thighs with a light dusting of dark hair and lean hips that led to an impressively hard cock.

“Keep your hands where they are,” I said.

He clenched his fists for good measure and stared down at me.

I leaned in and tasted him. The crown was slick with his arousal and as I slid farther down, the more powerful I felt. His muscles bunched and corded and little growls and moans came from him. I took him over and over, sucking, licking, and biting a little. Until he was on the brink and nearly buzzing from the intensity of what he was trying to hold back.

“Up, angel.” I frowned and looked up. He lifted a brow at me but kept his hands at his sides. “Undress.”

I blinked a few times, then rose. With each piece of clothing I shed, I became hotter, more aware of what was happening . . . and it made me nervous. I had never undressed in front of a man before. Sex was always fast, usually dark, and purely mechanical. That was, until I met Leo. And truth be told, I didn’t have time for a lot of male encounters, so I never bothered with feelings, or intimacy. But standing there in my bra and panties, being stared down by a large Greek man, I suddenly felt very small, and very noticeable, all at the same time.

“All of it, Red. Time for me to see you.”

There was something so raw in his voice, like he understood this was different for me. Realized this was not the norm. With a deep breath, I unhooked my bra and let it fall with my panties to the ground.

A tremble surged through my body and it made my knees weak. A little panic rose. Leo just stared at me until finally he met my eyes again.

“I see you, Paige.” He reached out with one hand and I didn’t stop him. He ran his fingers from my neck, down the center of my chest, to my belly button, leaving tremors in their wake. “All of you.”

I had to close my eyes for a moment because that stupid sting was back. Leo did see me. More than most. Maybe more than anyone. And it was terrifying. Because it not only affected my body, it affected my soul.

I went to cover myself but he picked me up before I could, and I had no choice but to wrap my legs around his waist and arms around his neck for balance. He walked to the bed and gently laid me down.