Page 11 of End Game


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“Look at you,” he rasped. And god, it was my own undoing. “I’m not going to be able to control myself if—if we do this.” His hands were nearly trembling with restraint as they slid up the length of my legs with featherlight pressure. “I bet you’re so sweet and tight, aren’t you?”

“Oh, we’re doing this,” I said quickly, making him laugh. “I want it to be good for you,” I added, my voice soft in the quiet room.

“It’s already the best sex of my life, and we haven’t even had sex yet.” His dimple flashed, and I wanted to sink a finger into it. But instead I focused on his hands as they rose to the elastic band of my underwear, peeling them off and dropping them to the ground. And then those fingers landed back on my thighs, pressing down until they gripped my ankles and pulled them apart, spreading me open for him. Every touch was careful and deliberate, pulling on the thread of desire deep in my belly until it was so taut that a mere whisper might snap it free.

“Fuck,” he groaned, his eyes glued between my legs. “Fuck, Mara.”

And then he lowered his head.

I cried out as his tongue flattened over me and dragged up up up, hitting that bundle of nerves as stars filled the room around us. My hips bucked against him, grinding along the slope of his nose, and I nearly came right then.

But Leo pulled back again, looking at me from just above my hips with a glimmer of triumph in his eyes. His mouth glistened with my arousal, and it sent me to the moon. “I fucking love how bad you want this.”

I whimpered again, newly frustrated at how close I’d just been. “You’re toying with me,” I moaned.

His eyes flashed. “Oh yes,” he confirmed. “You’re the first woman I’ve had in my bed in a long time, Mara. Trust me when I say I plan on making this last.”

My laugh was swallowed by a moan as Leo swiped his tongue along me again, and my body came alive at the feel of it. My gasp morphed into a cry as his fingers dug into the flesh at my waist, holding me in place and forcing me to take the pleasure head-on. His tongue dipped inside of me, sparking pure magic as I felt myself begin to dismantle. “Leo,” I begged as he licked me again, circling me with his lips before he began to suck. “Please let me come.” I was so close, so close.

He raised his eyes again, and this time they were dark and dangerous, heady with want. I shuddered as he moved to crawl over my body, engulfing me with his sheer size until his face hovered right above mine. He caught my mouth in a delicious kiss, and I could taste myself on his lips as his tongue pressed into my mouth. Pulling back again, he whispered, “I want to come with you.”

I sucked in a breath—my skin was so hot I half expected to see flames. “Yes,” I insisted.

Leo groaned, moving to stand from the bed. He walked to a sleek black dresser that stood against the opposite wall of the room and rifled through a drawer. I heard the unmistakable crinkle of foil before he shut it and turned to face me.

His eyes were black as he unfastened his belt and pulled it from the loops, dropping it to the floor. And then he undid his pants, pulling them down his legs and off his body. He was left in only a pair of boxer briefs, his hard length straining against the front. Dark shadows of a tattoo curled along his left thigh, and it nearly killed me.

That was, until he took those off, too, and I got a good look at him.

My mouth watered as he came back to the bed, tossing two condoms onto his nightstand before tearing the wrapper of the third. My eyes followed his movements as he sheathed himself, his deft hands making quick work of the task. Then his knees hit the mattress and he crawled over me, nestling his hips between my legs. “Are you sure you want this, Mara?” he asked, holding himself up by his forearms planted on either side of me. “Tell me now if you want me to stop.”

I was desperate for him to do anything but stop. “No, I want this,” I said. I was almost embarrassed by how much I wanted this.

He hummed out his satisfaction before his mouth lowered next to my ear, warming my skin. “If things get too rough, tell me to stop. You understand?”

I shuddered. Fucking hell, this was so hot.

“Tell me you understand,” he urged, a finger lightly skimming my throat as I swallowed.

“Yes,” I breathed. “Please.”

And then he sank himself deep inside of me in a single thrust.

Before I could adjust to the feel of him, before I could even catch my breath, he’d pulled himself out and pistoned into me again. I heard the slap of his hips against my thighs, and felt the tension within me beginning to reverberate.

Leo groaned as he captured my mouth again with his, pushing the lacey cup of my bra down so that my breast spilled out for him. And then he ducked lower to take my nipple between his teeth as he slammed into me again.

“Oh my god,” I breathed, feeling the edges of my vision start to blur.

He continued to move inside of me as his teeth sank into my soft flesh again before he soothed the mark with a kiss. My eyes fluttered closed at the pure ecstasy of it, at the pain and the pleasure and the tension winding so unbelievably tight within me.

“Eyes on me, Mara,” he roared, driving himself harder and setting a faster pace as he lost himself to his own pleasure. I snapped my eyes open, finding his gaze fixed on me with pure lust. He wrapped his hand around my neck again, his palm pressing gently against the column of my throat. And then lowered his gaze to where we were joined and groaned again. “Look at how beautifully you’re taking me.” And when he curled himself into me again, he squeezed against my throat, and I detonated.

I cried out as my orgasm ripped through me, and Leo caught my scream with his mouth. Pleasure rocked through me with such intensity that I temporarily lost feeling in my fingers and toes—it was unlike anything I’d ever felt in my entire life. Leo kept his hand around my throat as he sank into me again and again and again before he, too, was ripped apart from his own release.

It was the most intense orgasm I’d ever had. My body trembled with pleasure as my heart pounded chaotically. It was minutes before I could put my mind back together, and still all I thought of was Leo’s dirty mouth and the way he made me come. “Holy shit,” I breathed out when I could finally form words.

His hand lifted from my throat as he peppered soft kisses against my neck. “Yeah,” he rasped through his own staggered breathing. “You’re incredible, Mara.”

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