I reached for the waistband of my shorts, prepared to somehow get them off, but he stopped me, pulling them to the side instead. “I can’t fucking wait to get inside you,” he growled. He teased my entrance with his tip before pushing inside.
I gasped as he lifted his hips and held mine down. I sunk deeper onto him, and once I adjusted to his size, I rocked against him, using his shoulders to steady myself.
“Look at you,” Leo said with a sexy and smug smile. “Taking my cock so fucking good.” He leaned closer. “You’ll have to stay quiet. Think you can do that?” he whispered against my ear, teeth grazing against my ear lobe.
“Y-yes,” I breathed. “I can do that.” I’d try, at least. My fingers dug into his shoulders, and my head tipped back, pleasure coursing through my body as I rocked my hips. With him, I’d never felt so full.
“Atta girl. Those moans are only for me. The way your eyes roll back when I slide my cock inside you is only for me. And the way you gasp”—Leo pressed his thumb against my clit to rub slow, deliberate circles—“when I touch you is only for me.”
“Only for you.” I didn’t think too much about what those words meant—only that they felt right in this moment. “Fuck, Leo.”
“Just like that, baby.” He guided me over him, slowing my pace and tilting my hips so his cock could hit the spot that always drove me wild—it felt even better than normal from this position.
Or maybe it was the heightened tension and arousal from the fact that anyone could walk up here and see us. Not that I wanted them to, but the idea that they could sent a flush of heat throughout my body.
“You like getting fucked out in the open like this, don’t you?” Leo grunted as if he could read my mind. “You’re fucking soaked, baby.”
I nodded, my mouth falling open and a whimper escaping me. To quiet the moans threatening to leave my mouth, I fused my mouth with his in a hungry kiss, one of my hands fisting his shirt while the other tangled in his hair.
I wassoclose—we both knew it.
“Come on my cock. I want to feel you lose control for me,” Leo mumbled against my lips while he moved his hand between us, adding pressure to my clit that sent me off the edge.
“I—I want to feel you, too,” I breathed.
It was all too much and not nearly enough—the kiss, his words, his thumb against my clit while his other hand gripped my hip, his hard cock and the image of him spilling inside of me.
“Fuck!” I gasped.
Within moments, my orgasm took over my entire body. I pulled away from the kiss, having to bury my face in the crook of his neck as I finished, because it was alltoo much.
“Eliza,” he groaned my name, his cock stiffening and another quiet moan leaving me as I nodded.
“Come for me, please,” I begged, needing to feel him. Needing this moment.
His grip on my hip tightened as he held me down, lifting hiships into mine with a low groan. His cock pulsed and spilled inside me.
I rested my forehead against his for a beat, trying to steady the rise and fall of my chest.
As I lifted myself off him, his arousal spilled down my thighs, and my core clenched painfully at the erotic sensation—and at how heat flared in his eyes when he dipped his gaze to watch.
Breathlessly, I righted my shorts and tee while he pulled his sweats and briefs back on.
“I should—” I started to say, and he wrapped an arm around my waist. I should’ve resisted as he pulled me onto his lap, and I definitely shouldn’t have curled into him, resting my head against his shoulder as he held me. And I shouldn’t have enjoyed the tender kiss he placed to the side of my head.
“I know,” he said. “Stay. Just for a couple more minutes.”
And I definitely shouldn’t have stayed.
But I did.
Because in that moment, there wasn’t a place that I wanted to be more. So, I stayed, telling myself that it was only because he’d asked, and not because I wanted it, too.
31
ELIZA
We’d all been preparingfor a busy long weekend at Lake Ridge, but I didn’t think any of us could’ve prepared forjusthow busy it’d be.
