I feel myself blushing, but I don't care. Once I am completely bare below him, he leans up, situated between my thighs, and I have to fight the urge to cover myself.
He loves you, Leo, so let him.
He picks up my foot and brings it up to his broad shoulder then gently kisses from my ankle to my knee. Every once in a while biting me too. With each touch of his lips to my skin, I feel goose bumps like feathers race up my body.
But then he gets to my next set of scars. The ones on my thighs.
“Leo.” His voice is full of sorrow.
“Phoenix.”
He lets out a defeated breath. "Fuck."
He kisses each scar there too, eight on this side. Then he moves to the next leg. He doesn't ask about the ones on my other leg. They are almost the same as the ones he just kissed. But there are ten on this side. He crouches down now. His face is right in front of my most private part. Again, I fight the urge to run. Not because I don't want this, but because I'm afraid he will regret it. But there is no hesitation on his part. He runs his tongue up my center.
“Oh my—,” I practically whine. The words and noises leave my throat without my control. His tongue swirls around my clit. I can feel every slight movement, and it is torture in the best way. I never knew anything could feel so amazing. I feel a pulse down there that I have never felt before, a vibration almost. It's mind-numbing but also lights every nerve in my body. Right now, all the signals are overloading my brain.
I feel the tension rising. He keeps switching between licking, sucking, and even biting me. And when his finger enters me slowly and then curl, I lose it.
“Everett!” I moan out his name, and I can feel his smile against my center as he continues to lap up my release. My body shakes uncontrollably. I don't know what's wrong with me. Is this supposed to happen?
“I can't stop shaking. Is this—I’ve never done that before,” I pant out.
“What? Been eaten out?” His smirk is arrogant.
“No…”
His smirk drops and he tilts his head, his brows pulling in. “Orgasmed?”
“Yeah. That’s the one.” My hands find my face to hide my embarrassment. I was so loud. I couldn't help it though! It was so overwhelming. Oh God… Was Natasha loud?
Leo, get her out of your head!
"What did I say about those hands, Leo?" He peels my hands from my face and traps them above my head. “And about those orgasms… let's see if we can do it again. Let's see how high I can make you soar."
“What—why?"
He leans over me, covering me with his body again. I wrap my arms around his neck and pull him to me. A small kiss has me tasting something sweet on his lips. Is that… me?
"Because. The first time isn't always… pleasurable. I want to make sure you're ready. The more you finish, the wetter you will be and the less it will hurt. Hopefully." He places a quick kiss to my nose. "If this is too painful or too much, use your safe word. You ready?"
I nod and he leans up, resting his body onto his heels. He pulls his zipper down and shimmies his jeans down just enough to pullhimself out. I've never seen a penis before but that is… way too big. That will never fit!
“No. That is not fitting inside me. Are you insane? Choose a different girl because I am not the one.”
He laughs like I’m joking. “You can take it. I’ll work you up to it.”
Kneeling between my thighs, he grabs both my legs and wraps them around his lower back, resting my thighs on his. Then he runs the tip of his erection against my slit and circles my clit with his tip. And repeats this again, and again, and again till I am a writhing mess beneath him. He pushes a single finger inside me, then another when I let out a soft whimper. A plea for more.
As he pushes his fingers in and out of me, rubbing my clit with his erection, I lose it again. My legs are shaking, and I can’t catch my breath.
“You okay there, pretty bird?" He says with a playful smirk.
"I—No. Yes." I barely manage to get the words out.
He looks at my center and pulls his fingers out, circling my release over my clit. His eyes are mischievous as he takes his fingers and sucks them clean. Then they flutter closed in pure satisfaction. “Fuck. You, Leo, are my new favorite flavor.”
I am just staring at him in shock. Did he really just—
