Page 26 of Forbidden Fruit


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Leaning in, Leonardo kissed me tenderly. "You are perfect exactly as you are, Natalia Moretti."

Warmed by his words, I nestled contentedly against Leonardo's uninjured shoulder.

“You’ll tell me what happened tonight?”

Leonardo nodded, drawing me close. “Soon, my love. But first...” His mouth found mine in a kiss that melted my bones. Together at last.

Leonardo nodded, drawing me close. “Soon, my love. But first...” His mouth found mine in a kiss that melted my bones. Together at last.

I sighed into the kiss, losing myself in the feel of Leonardo's strong arms around me again. The world fell away until it was just us, reunited at last.

Leonardo deepened the kiss, his hand tangling in my hair. I clutched his broad shoulders, mindful of his injury but desperate to eliminate any space between us.

Finally we broke apart, breathless. Leonardo trailed heated kisses along my jaw and down my neck. I tilted my head back, awash in sensation.

"I've missed you," Leonardo rasped against my skin. His muscular body pressed mine down onto the plush bed, his weight both protective and arousing.

"Show me how much," I challenged, emboldened with desire.

A rumble sounded low in Leonardo's chest. He captured my lips again fiercely before pulling back to gaze down at me with dark intensity.

"Careful, my love. You may get more than you bargained for," he warned, voice gravelly. But his smoldering look said he wanted that too.

Heart racing, I drew Leonardo back down to me in response. After so long apart, we had to make up for lost time. I was ready to drown blissfully in this man tonight.

The intensity of Leonardo's gaze pierces through me, causing my breath to quicken. Instantly, a wave of desire for him washes over me, familiar yet intoxicating. Heat courses through my body, anticipation tingles in my fingertips, and my legs feel heavy, anchoring me to the ground. Above all, I sense the warm, moist sensation between my legs growing exponentially.

As Leonardo steps closer, I part my lips to speak, but he doesn't give me the chance. His mouth crashes onto mine, kissing me with a fervor that is both demanding and insistent. His tongue explores the depths of my mouth, while his hands firmly grasp my head, pulling me closer. Using his entire body, he presses against me, pinning me against the door. The weight of his body against mine reveals the hardness between his legs. A soft moan escapes my lips as I feel his arousal pressing against me. I attempt to move my hips in response, but he holds me firmly against the door, exerting complete control over me.

We remain in that position for a few moments, overwhelmed by the sensory overload of our passionate kiss, his hands on my face, and his erection pressing against my core. But soon, Leonardo takes things further. He releases his grip on my head and instead places his hands on my waist, skillfully undoing my jeans and swiftly slipping a hand inside my panties. Without hesitation, he plunges a finger into my slick entrance, testing my readiness. Withdrawing his hand, he lowers my jeans and panties until they pool at my feet, leaving my exposed. Simultaneously, he undoes his own shorts. Seizing the opportunity, I kick off my shoes and discard my jeans, then swiftly remove my t-shirt and bra, standing naked before him.

When I glance back at Leonardo, he has freed his erect member and holds it in his hand, slowly stroking and twisting. The desire in his eyes is evident, and I can hardly wait to feel him inside me. It seems that I won't have to wait long. He meets my gaze, his eyes refocusing as a wickedly seductive smile spreads across his face. While continuing to stroke himself, he gestures for me to follow him into the other room before pushing me onto his bed. I find myself lying on my back, completely exposed and vulnerable before him.

Before I can fully process the situation, Leonardo positions himself between my legs, spreading them wide. He moves closer, and I can feel the tip of him at my entrance. Unknowingly, I hold my breath in anticipation, waiting for the moment of connection. Locking eyes with me, he thrusts forward, burying himself deep inside me with one powerful motion. Despite my arousal, the few minutes that have passed since I entered his room mean that I'm not fully lubricated, resulting in more friction than usual as he enters me. It stings slightly as I stretchto accommodate him, but my desire for him outweighs any discomfort. He smiles at the resistance, keeping himself buried deep within me.

I revel in the sensation of being penetrated, filled, and consumed by Leonardo. I can feel every inch of his member inside me, his body pressing against mine as I gaze into his face.

He begins to thrust in and out, and I instinctively tighten around him with each movement. I reach out to grab his firm buttocks, pulling him closer and urging him to go deeper, but my interference disrupts his rhythm, and he slaps my hands away. Without withdrawing, he shifts my legs to one side, half-spooning me as he continues to thrust. I can see his arousal building rapidly. He increases the pace before suddenly jerking deep inside me. I watch the tension in his face, the effort behind each thrust, and the mounting pleasure he experiences. He thrusts deeply, and I can feel the buttons of his fly pressing against me. From this position, he begins quick, shallow movements of his hips, starting to groan, closing his eyes as he fights to hold back his orgasm. I push against him, not ready to climax myself, but incredibly aroused by watching him take me. With one final thrust, I witness his orgasm wash over him in waves, his body convulsing slightly as he savors the last moments of pleasure.

He collapses on top of me, and I can feel his sweat against my skin, seeping through his clothes. I hold him tightly, squeezing him inside me as he lies there, panting. He looks up at me, his breathing heavy, and I respond with a smile. The sensation of him climaxing inside me is unlike anything else. By now, theintense thrusting has caused moisture to flow from me, running down my thighs, warm and moist.

He smiles at me once again, supporting his weight on his arms as he slowly withdraws from me. I sigh, feeling a sense of loss as I sense him slipping out.

He gestures for me to roll over, and as always, I obey. I shift until I'm lying on my stomach, and immediately, I feel his hands spreading my legs once more…

CHAPTER 10

SHATTERED CAGE

Natalia's POV:

I awoke slowly, blinking against the early morning sunlight filtering through the curtains. For a moment, I was disoriented, unsure of where I was. Then awareness rushed back in - the hotel, Leonardo, our passionate reunion the night before.

I became conscious of the solid warmth pressed against my back and Leonardo's strong arm draped over my waist, holding me close even in sleep. I smiled softly, contentment washing over me.

Careful not to disturb him, I rolled over to face Leonardo. He looked younger in repose, the hard lines of his face relaxed. I reached out to brush an unruly lock of hair back, my heart swelling.

At my touch, Leonardo's eyes fluttered open. He regarded me sleepily for a moment before his lips curved into a smile.

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