“Fuck, Eliza,” I groaned as she carelessly tossed it to the side.
“I can’t wait another second, either,” she panted while undoing my jeans in record speed and freeing my cock. “I want to taste you, too.”
Eliza wrapped her hand around my cock and stroked. She ran her tongue along the side—teasing and taunting once she got to the tip. She guided my cock into her mouth, sucking the pre-cum beading at the tip.
“Just like that,” I hissed as she brought me deeper into her mouth, the groan that followed vibrating throughout my entire chest.
Fucking heaven.
She looked absolutely breathtaking.
Eliza arched her back, the jacket riding up and exposing thesmooth curve of her ass and the lacy thong she’d teased me with moments earlier.
I grabbed her dark, silky hair, using it to guide her mouth along my cock—deeper and faster. She moaned, and when she looked up at me, her eyes were shiny with tears, but she wasn’t letting up. She continued to bob her head, taking more of me until my cock hit the back of her throat.
Eliza pressed her thighs together, chasing a friction between her legs. She was likely so fucking wet. That thought alone was nearly enough to make me come.
“Fuck,” I gritted.
It would beso easyto finish like this. To spill inside her mouth or to pull out and cover her ass with my release.
But we were just getting started.
As much as I wanted to come, there was something I wanted more.
I was dying to taste her again.
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ELIZA
I blinked up at Leo,dazed, as he pulled my mouth away from his cock. “But—” I protested, wanting to lean forward to lap up the pre-cum beading at his tip. When I tried to move, I couldn’t, because his hand was firmly wrapped around my hair, keeping me away. A frustrated huff escaped me, and I glared at him—but that didn’t last long.
“Strip,” he ordered, releasing my hair and crossing his arms over his broad chest.
My whole body shivered from the command. Normally, I hated being told what to do. But when Leo’s blue eyes turned stormy, his nostrils flared, and his jaw clenched…everything in my body told me to listen and do as he told.
I couldn’t look away from the sight of him standing fully naked at the foot of the bed, his muscular, tattooed body on full display. The muscles in his thick thighs flexed, and his cock bobbed.
Oh my fucking god. My throat went dry, and there was a lightness in my head that had me feeling dizzy from how turned on I was. Was that even a thing?
Maybe it was good he’d ordered me to strip, because Ineeded something to do. Something else to focus on other thanhim.
As much as I wanted him in my mouth, tasting every last drop he’d give me, I wanted whatever he had planned more. Especially with how his eyes hooded with desire when he first saw me in his chef’s coat.
I’d grabbed one of Leo’s extra coats the other night at Lake Ridge, wanting to plan a special night for him. He was always taking care of those around him, and while I thought it brought him joy to be helpful and feel needed, I wanted him to know he didn’t have to do it all every moment of every day. That it was okay for him to turn off his brain and let someone take care of him for once.
I wanted to do something for him before we ran out of time. And as much as my chest pinched and ached at the thought of our days and nights together coming to an end, I wasn’t going to focus on that. Right now, I had him for a little bit longer, and I was going to enjoy every second.
I unbuttoned the coat and slipped it over my head, dropping it at the side of the bed and watching as his nostrils flared again when I revealed my matching black see-through bra.
“What next, chef?” I purred, leaning back on my elbows and letting my legs fall open.
“Next,” he rumbled, “you’re going to give me what I want.”
“What is it that you want?” My stomach clenched with desire, infinite possibilities floating through my brain.
He smoothed two fingers over his mustache. “I want you to sit on my face. You’re going to first come on my tongue and then again with my cock inside you.”
