I tore my eyes away only to find Leo ripping the condom wrapper with his teeth while focusing on me. He stroked his cock once, twice, muscles rippling in his arm, before sliding the condom on.
He set a knee on the bed, the mattress dipping under his weight as he hovered over me. I ran my hands along his chest and his arms, feeling every dip and ridge of his hard muscles.
My body trembled as he spread my legs wider, pressing the head of his cock against my entrance. He moved his rough hands along my thighs, lifting my hips slightly as he lined himself up.
Then he was pushing in.
My fingers dug into his back, and my body arched off the mattress, a cry of pleasure escaping me. He was sobig. I let out a guttural moan at how he filled me—I could feel him everywhere at this angle.
“Leo, oh my god,” I breathed.
He gave me a moment to adjust to his size before rocking his hips, the pace increasing with each thrust.
“You. Feel. Fucking. Incredible,” he gritted. “Fuck, Eliza.” The urgency, the desire, only grew as his gaze shifted to where our bodies connected, and he watched as he pulled out and dove back in with each thrust.
Leo wrapped an arm around my waist, lifting me and moving us closer to the top of the bed. I lifted my hips, rocking them to meet his cock. My breasts bounced and body shook from the force.
Just as I started to bring my hand up to play with my breasts and nipples, Leo beat me to it, pinching and tugging with his rough touch. With his other hand, he grabbed the headboard to brace himself, his bicep flexing.
My mouth fell open, a string of moans escaping me. “Y-yes, Leo!” I cried.
“That’s it.” The growl that left him was borderline animalistic. “Look at you. Taking my cock so fucking well with your tight, perfect pussy.”
The tension in my lower stomach kept building, and I wasminutes—maybe seconds—away from snapping. “I’m—I’m close,” I warned him on another moan.
He swore under his breath. “I’m right there with you,” he gritted, capturing my mouth into another rough kiss, sucking and nipping at my swollen lips. He gave my nipple another tug before his hand moved lower, gripping my hip and lifting me off the bed ever so slightly. The change in angle had me gasping. I held on to his arm, digging my nails in, while my other hand grasped for the sheets.
“Need you to come on my cock.Needto feel you.”
It was the urgency and desperation in his voice that undid me. The pressure building finally bubbled over. “Fuck! I-I’m—” Pleasure consumed my entire body, and the tension that had my body taut for the last few weeks finally unraveled.
A low groan escaped Leo as he thrust his hips a final time as he reached his own peak before slowing down. Our chests heaved as we caught our breath.
He collapsed next to me, and I immediately felt the loss of him. He ran a hand over his face, softly exhaling. “That was…” Instead of finishing, he simply shook his head, and I had to agree.
“It was,” I said on a breathy laugh. I didn’t think words existed in the English language to describe how incredible that was.
He turned to look over at me, smoothing a hand over my hip where his grip had been. “You’re good? I wasn’t too?—”
I shook my head, rolling onto my side and cupping the back of his neck to pull him in for another kiss. Slower this time. “I’m more than good,” I murmured against his mouth. “And that was exactly what I needed.”
I felt his smile against my lips, and he pressed another kiss to the corner of my mouth before rolling out of bed to take care of the condom.
I couldn’t help but watch as he walked out of the room, his muscular back, legs, and ass on full display. I noticed he had a tattoo on his left tricep—something that maybe looked like a night sky or planets—but couldn’t fully make it out before he disappeared into the bathroom.
I exhaled and momentarily closed my eyes, dazed and thoroughly satisfied. Maybe it was good I hadn’t spent much time imagining sex with Leo, because there was no way my imagination would’ve done him justice. Everything about him feltsogood. His hands, his mouth, his cock…and he knew how to use them, too.
Nowthatwas how you broke a sex curse.
I opened my eyes and slowly sat up from the bed to change into a tank top and pair of pajama shorts. I planned on showering after Leo left to wash the rain off and get cozy.
He walked back in, and I could’ve sworn he was going to come over to me, but he righted himself and picked up his boxers and jeans instead.
As much as I enjoyed casual, this was the part that was always a little awkward. The whole getting dressed and trying to figure out if we should make conversation. I normally didn’t give it much thought—I threw my clothes on and bolted.
I also normally didn’t bring guys back to my apartment or sleep with guys I’d have to see again.
Not only would I have to see Leo again, but we worked together. We lived across the hall from each other. There wasnoavoiding him. Not that I planned on avoiding him, but…we’d agreed this was a one-time thing.
