Page 166 of Lucky Mother Pucker

Leo stares at me. “You do?”

“Yeah. I want to be your girlfriend, Leo. And I want you to be my boyfriend. Because I have feelings for you too, and I don’t just want to be friends who mess around anymore.”

He lets out a breath and smiles. He closes his eyes and rests his forehead on mine, still holding my face.

“Holy shit, Luce. Seriously?”

I let out a breathy laugh. “Seriously.”

He leans back to look at me. Emotion flickers in his gaze.

I glide my hands up his broad chest, and then I kiss him again. His hands fall to my hips, pulling me against him.

“I need you, Leo. Now. Please,” I whine against his mouth as I unbutton his dress shirt.

He helps me undo the buttons, and I push the fabric off his shoulders. I undo his belt and the button of his trousers.

I start to reach into his boxer briefs, but he stops me with a hand on my wrist. With his other hand, he gently grips my chin and tilts my face up.

“Not yet,” he rasps.

He drops to his knees. He reaches up my dress, pulling down the black tights I’m wearing and my panties. He dusts soft, gentle kisses on the insides of both my thighs. I let out a soft, breathy moan, then clamp my mouth shut. I need to be quiet. Leo’s entire family is just down the hall.

He runs his tongue over my soaking wet slit, then gently sucks on my clit.

Pleasure twists between my legs, pooling at my core. I cover my mouth with my hand to muffle the sounds I’m making. With my other hand, I tug on his hair.

He sucks a little harder, and my eyes roll back. I bite down harder to keep my mouth shut, even though it’s a hell of a task. I want to moan and scream. His tongue feels so damn good.

He flicks in that soft, steady rhythm. Heat gathers between my thighs, climbing up my belly and chest. The pleasure inside of me winds tighter and tighter.

A minute later, I break.

I scream into my hand as orgasm levels my body from the inside out. Sparks fire off in my chest and tummy. Heat races across my skin. Everything feels tight and hot and heavenly.

My legs give out, but Leo holds me up. I yank my fingers through his hair, pulling him away when it hits that too-sensitive feeling.

I blink quickly, my vision blurry from how hard I just came.

When I can start to see again, I see Leo standing up in front of me.

He licks his lips, that devilish grin playing across his mouth. He kisses me. It’s so soft and teasing that I whimper.

I reach down and palm his erection outside of his pants.

He grips my chin, making me look at him.

“Does my girlfriend want my dick now?”

I let out a whiny noise that sounds a lot like the words “please” and “yes” blended together.

He grins, then pulls a condom out of his pocket, rips it open with his teeth, then slides it on.

He grabs my leg and hooks it around his waist, angling me higher. He fists the base of his cock and teases the head at my pussy.

“Please, Leo. Give me your cock. I need it. I⁠—”

He thrusts into me, and I gasp, cutting myself off.