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His other hand lowers between my legs, his palm a brand against my inner thigh, and that thumb…Mercy. His thumb finds my opening and rims my soaked flesh in torturous circles.
Hardening the kiss, he consumes my mouth and dips his fingers inside me. Caressing. Exploring. Twisting those digits just right. I push my hips against his hand, chasing the billowy promise of bliss.
“I need more.” I tremble from the sensations, unable to think beyond the clenching heat in my belly. “Endless amounts of more.”
He smiles against my lips and drags that luscious mouth to my breast, biting the sensitive peak.
I arch my back, releasing a whimpering moan.
“I love that sound.” He pulls another one from me with a tug of teeth on my nipple. “Your enthusiasm is addictive.”
“Where are you going?” I grab his hair as he lowers down my body.
“Time to feast.” Kissing his way to my pussy, he proves his dominance with the wicked glint in his eyes.
Eyes that don’t leave mine as he flattens his tongue and drags it up my center.
I squirm, pressing closer and closer.
More, more, more.
“Someday.” He delves through my folds, rolling his tongue with perverse concentration. “When we’re free of this place.” His hand grazes the underside of my breast as his mouth devours me. “I’m going to fuck you where everyone can hear. I want your curses and screams. I want to fuck you until everyone within ten miles knows my name.”
“Oh, God, Leo.” My eyes drift closed as I shudder.
“Yeah.” His lips seal over me, his tongue plunging, demanding my release. Then he stops and licks his lips. “For now, I’m content with watching you come apart, right here in my bed, where I’ve fucked my hand for years, thinking about this, waiting for you.”
“You say the sweetest things.” My laugh cuts off at the sharp bite of teeth on my clit.
“Shh.” He dives back in, his tongue flicking and curling, faster, deeper, exactly where I need him. “You make me fucking crazy.” A low growl vibrates against my core. “Seeing you spread for me. Panting for me. You’re a goddamn dream.”
“Not a dream.” I rock against his mouth, climbing, reaching. “This is real. We are real. Don’t stop. Oh, fuck, don’t stop!”
The climax hits from every direction, the impact so intense it bows my back and fries my brain. I gulp down my cries, every muscle twitching and tingling as he tongues me through it, gently, sublimely, drawing it out.
When I come back down, boneless and shaking, I lift my head. He lifts his, too, his eyes glazed with lust and locked on mine.
“Damn,” I breathe. “Was I too loud?”
“No regrets.” He kisses my thighs, my navel, and takes a detour at my chest, that devious tongue flicking against my nipple as his fingers dig into my ribs, demanding me to take it, to love it.
God help me, I do.
His other hand doles lazy strokes between my legs, along my seam, keeping me on edge. Warm lips travel up my throat, over my jaw, and higher, coming for me.
He takes my mouth in a slow, burning kiss, letting me taste the tang of my release.
Possession. Every touch, every lick is a roaring declaration of his claim. My legs hook around his hips, and my hands slide to his marble-smooth ass, clenching, pulling, claiming him right back.
Groaning, he kisses me long and deep, his tongue mating with mine, as the hardness of him presses right there, right there, so fucking close.
“Is this what you need?” He nudges my opening. “You need my cock?”
“You know I do, you cruel, ruthless god.” I thrust my pelvis against him, needing friction, needing him inside, desperate to ease this vicious ache.
“Not yet.”
“Oh, yeah?” Shoving a hand between us, I cup his balls, surprised by the heavy weight, the heat. “You need it, too.”
“Yes,” he hisses past clenched teeth. “I’ll decide when and how to enjoy you.”
He captures my arms and pins them above my head.
That dominating look in his eyes…Yeah, it does unholy things down low, right where his magnificent dick tortures me out of my mind.
Echoes of my last orgasm still tingle, and I’m already ravenous for the next one. Liquid heat gathers and throbs between my legs, shooting jolts of need to every corner of my body.
His hard, hot mouth doesn’t help. The intoxicating way he tastes, the hungry sweep of that tongue, he speaks to me on a carnal level, winding me up and balancing me on that terrible, glorious edge.
Just when I think the teasing will never end, he releases my arms and braces a hand on the pillow beside my head. His fingers twist in my hair, wrapping the strands around his fist as the other hand roams down my body, caressing, taunting.
He grips his cock.
Our eyes hold as he guides himself to my entrance.
