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Leon watches my every movement but doesn’t move for me. I try to focus on anything other than the heat that courses through my body and the pulling sensation to the very attractive and willing man across the bed.

My clothes are giving me major claustrophobia, and taking off the blankets hasn’t helped. I frown at Leon. “How do you look so comfortable?” My tone is accusatory.

Leon smirks, leaning back to cross his arms behind his head, looking thoroughly at ease. “I’m not trying to fight the bond, Vivian. You are. The idea of being separated from you is already unbearable to me. And in terms of soothing the bond – I will touch and taste every inch of you when I have your permission.”

I try to gasp for air, unable to catch my breath. “I – I need to make it stop, Leon; I can’t breathe.” I don’t know what set off the bond this time, but it isn’t letting me go. The usual feeling of heat between us has become an unquenchable inferno.

At my pleading, Leon moves to kneel in front of me but doesn’t touch me. The force between our bodies is magnetic, and I whimper. I lean closer to him, trying to ease the burning, but to no avail.

My nipples scratch against the lacey material of my bralette and harden against it. Leon’s eyes move down to my chest, and he groans, digging his hands into the blankets as if to stop himself from reaching for me. I can feel myself getting wet as his eyes rake over my body once again, the hunger evident in his stare.

“Tell me you want me to touch you, Vivian,” Leon growls, his voice low.

I feel lightheaded as if I might be consumed by the burning that lights up my every nerve ending. “Please.” I breathe, closing my eyes as my body screams in anticipation of the relief his touch will bring. But no touch comes.

When he doesn’t touch me, I open my eyes to look at him pleadingly, my body molten hot. Leon moves forward, and his mouth is just a hair’s breadth from touching my neck when he stops and whispers. “I want you to say it, Vivian. Tell me you want me to touch you.”

I lean into him, but he pulls back, his gaze predatory.

My body must appreciate that look because, once again, pleasure courses through me. I want to rip off my clothes to try and rid myself of this heat that pulses under my veins.

“Leon, please. I want you to touch me.” I manage to whisper, my voice coming out as a strangled moan.

He’s on me in an instant, crushing his mouth to mine, pressing my body back into the bed as his body covers mine.

I gasp, and he takes that opportunity to plunge his tongue into my mouth. I moan into his mouth, wrapping my fingers into his hair.

The kiss is carnal. Leon is thorough as he ravages me.

I arch my body into him, trying to get even closer, and I can feel his arousal through his pants, pressing into me. I grind my core up against it.

Leon growls in response and pauses from kissing me long enough to pull my shirt over my head. He looks atthe thin lace bralette that now covers my chest and groans before lowering his head back down to mine. “I want to take this slow for you, but gods, Vivian. You make it hard.”

I can tell he’s struggling, and the thought gives me immense satisfaction. It’s the first time I feel like I might have some power in this.

Emboldened by Leon’s words and the way he’s looking at me, I arch my back again, loving the sensation of his chest against my bare skin. Every part of our exposed bodies that touches crackles with electricity, sending pleasure directly into my very core.

Craving more, I start pulling down my leggings. Leon notices and quickly takes over the job, running his hands along my bare legs as he removes them.

I now lay on the bed, exposed, in nothing but my thin lace bra and thong, and he eyes me like he’s just caught his next meal before descending on me once again for another heart-thundering kiss.

I wrap my legs around his waist, and Leon’s hands move under my bralette to caress my nipples. I gasp at the pleasure, and Leon gives me a wicked grin before tearing off my bralette and lowering his head to take a nipple in his mouth.

I moan as he sucks, and his second hand comes to my other breast, pinching my nipple. I gasp at the pain, feeling it blend into the pleasure he’s still causing.

Leon looks up at me as he takes the pinched nipple into his mouth. My eyes roll back when he sucks it, his hands now roaming lower to the hem of my thong. I feel his hand slip beneath the fabric, and I spread my legs, not sure of what he will do but aching for his touch.

“Leon.” I breathe against his hair.

Leon responds by lifting his head from my breasts and once again crushing his lips to mine, devouring me. As his tongue plunges into my mouth, his fingers seek out my soaked entrance. He moans when he feels how slick I am.

“So wet.” He growls as he continues to make love to me with his tongue. His thumb starts rubbing circles on my clit.

Moaning at the touch, I roll my hips into his hand. Leon takes that moment to plunge a finger into my pussy.

Despite his earlier teasing, I feel my walls stretching at the new invasion. I gasp before closing my eyes, lost in the feeling of pleasure.

Leon uses his free hand to rip off my thong before wrapping his fingers around my hair and pulling my head back to look at him. My eyes fly open at the feeling of my hair being pulled, and I lock eyes with Leon, who stares down at me with complete possession.

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