My inner walls clamp down on his cock, making both of us choke on our gasps.
“Fuck, you feel so good around my cock.” He thrusts into me with deliberate control. I cling to his back, needing him closer. Always needing him.
“Leo,” I moan, dropping my head back against the wall.
“Emma. Baby. God. Fuck.”
He pulls us onto the floor. I remain astride him and grind my hips down, filling him enter me deeper.
Leo brings our lips together in a hot, passionate kiss. It’s a little sloppy but that’s what makes it perfect.
I ride him with wild abandon. No more being shy. No more holding back. I’ve wanted freedom since I left my mother and I have finally found it with Leo.
He groans, pulling me down harder onto him. “Fuck, baby. You’re perfect. So fucking perfect.” Leo grips my backside and moves me back and forth. Every action makes his cock sink deeper into me. I can feel him everywhere along my inner walls.
“Leo,” I gasp. I bury my face into his neck, breathing in his scent. Cinnamon and pine. I could inhale his scent forever.
“You need this, baby? Tell me how much.”
“Like I need to breathe. I need this so badly.”
“Fuck,” he murmurs. In one smooth motion, he rolls me onto my back and thrusts into me harder. Leo sits up on his knees and places my ankles on his shoulders. In this new position, he can sink harder into me.
I lay there, letting him have his way with me. I need to get lost in this moment. Nothing else matters but me and Leo.
The sound of our bodies slapping together makes me blush but it also makes me moan.
“Leo!”
He grits his teeth, fucking me harder. Every thrust is deliberate. Frantic and yet controlled. “You needed this? You needed my cock inside of you?”
“Yes,” I moan.
“You dirty girl. You’re mine, Emma. My dirty girl.”
“Please. Please. I need you.”
“You have me. Pull your dress down. I need to see your breasts.”
I shove my straps down, exposing my bare breasts to him. With his eyes on me, I wrap my hands around my breasts. When my fingers flick over my nipples, I can’t hold back another moan.
“Fuck,” he breathes out. His thrusts are harder. I think I might die from it all. I think it’s the only thing keeping me alive right now.
Leo fucks me right here on the floor of the hotel room. It’s dirty and wild and yet perfect at the same time.
“Come for me,” he pants. “God, Emma. Come for me.”
His words know exactly how to light me on fire. My body responds to his command and my orgasm washes over me. I moan his name, shuddering.
Leo thrusts into me once more before coming. He slows his thrusts down until he leans over me, burying his face into my neck. We both catch our breath.
“Do you really love me?” I whisper.
He lifts his gaze to look into my eyes. “I meant what I said. I love you, Emma.”
I gasp. “I love you too. I’ve been wanting to tell you for a while.”
“It’s a miracle you can love me after everything I did to you.”
