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“Leo, more,” she murmured as her hips continued to circle and move as though she had a cock lodged deep inside of her . . . or wished she did.
He gritted his teeth. She was having a sex dream about him, but there was no way he was going to do anything with her unless she was completely lucid and knew exactly what she was doing. Most likely, she’d wake up and scurry away from him in embarrassment.
“Peyton,” he said gruffly, not trusting himself to put his hands on her, even to shake her conscious.
“Leo,” she sighed again as she arched her back, aligning her bottom against his rock-hard dick in a perfect position to fuck her from behind. Which wasn’t going to happen. Not like this.
Without thinking, he grabbed her hip, hard and firm enough to stop her grinding. “Peyton,” he said, his tone louder and sharper this time.
He felt her body jerk against him as he startled her awake, and then as if realizing where she was and what she’d been doing, she stilled. “What?” she asked tentatively.
He smirked, even though she couldn’t see his face. “You’re doing that thing again,” he said, his tone wry.
“Mmm, what thing?” she whispered, and he wasn’t sure if she seriously didn’t know or if she was pretending she had no clue what he was referring to.
So, he decided to be blunt. “Rubbing yourself all over my cock.” Just like that day in college, except now there was no girlfriend to keep him honest. “And if you don’t stop wiggling your ass against my dick and move to your side of the bed, things are going to get down and dirty, and fast. I’m not sure how much longer I’m going to be able to behave myself,” he admitted honestly.
She was silent, still not putting that much-needed distance between them and removing all temptation from his reach. Instead, she said quietly, seriously, “What if I don’t want you to behave?”
Chapter Five
With her backside aligned to Leo’s front, Peyton could feel his chest rise and fall as he breathed slow and steady right behind her, not to mention being acutely aware of other arousing things nudging the crease of her ass. She bit her bottom lip to hold back an appreciative groan. Nope, it hadn’t been just a dream that Leo had an impressive cock . . . It was irrefutable reality and her pussy ached to be filled with every single hard inch of him.
Even though his fingers were still gripping her hip, he didn’t answer her question that was a clear invitation for him to misbehave. Heat emanated from his hard, strong body, as did the intoxicating male scent that was laced with eighty percent lust and twenty percent restraint. He was obviously trying to be chivalrous, but it was the last thing she wanted. If she only had the next week with the one and only guy she’d been hung up on since college, then why couldn’t they both enjoy the physical attraction between them as a benefit?
Before he moved away and the opportunity was lost, Peyton took the hand he still had on her hip and slid it beneath the hem of her shirt until his warm palm covered a breast. “I want you, Leo,” she said, closing her eyes and laying it all on the line. “So much. Please touch me.”
With a defeated-sounding groan, he buried his face against the side of her neck and fondled her breast. “I can’t fucking resist you,” he growled and lightly rolled and pinched her nipple between his fingers.
She gasped, shocked by the tingling pain that quickly ebbed into a breathtaking pleasure that shot all the way down to that needy spot between her legs. “Then don’t.”
With those words, she felt a tangible shift in him, the body behind hers taking control as those alpha tendencies he’d told her about came out to play. As he continued to pluck her hard nipples, his free hand curved around her throat, then cupped her chin, tipping her face back so that his mouth was at her ear and she couldn’t easily move her head. She didn’t panic, because she trusted him and because her body responded to that dominant move with a hot, liquid rush of desire that soaked her panties and made her sex throb.
She’d already been aroused and close to orgasming from her sex dream starring Leo, and now she was excruciatingly desperate for release. Grabbing his wrist, she tugged his hand away from her breast and shamelessly guided it lower, shivering as his hot, ragged, damp breaths filled her ear.
“Touch me and make me come,” she begged, just as their hands reached the waistband of her shorts and panties. “I need it so bad.”
“Take off your shorts and underwear,” he said, and she didn’t hesitate to obey his firm, husky request.
He didn’t release her head from where he’d tucked it against his shoulder, which kept her still spooned in front of him, but she managed to shove both garments down her lower body and kick them off, while Leo tossed the covers aside, too. She felt a rush of cool air on the hot, bare skin she’d just exposed, and goose bumps rose on her flesh.
“Good girl,” he murmured, softly kissing her cheek right before he leaned his chest against her back until her breasts were pressed against the cool sheets, while he used one of his legs to separate hers from behind until her thighs were wide apart on the bed.
The assertive position was hot as hell and added another layer of excitement to the inescapable need building inside of her even though he hadn’t taken his own shorts off yet.
She expected his free hand to continue where they’d left off before he’d pinned her to the mattress, but instead he flattened her palm on her stomach and pushed it down toward her sex, confusing her with the unexpected switch.
She tried to turn her head to look back at him, but couldn’t. “Leo?” she asked, not sure what he expected her to do.
“Slide your fingers through your pussy and rub your clit, nice and slow,” he told her, his voice a low, sinful order in her ear. “Do that for me, and I guarantee to make you come so hard you’ll see stars.”
A soft puff of laughter escaped her. “That’s quite a promise considering I’m going to be the one touching myself.”
He chuckled, the sound more than a little wicked. “Trust me, Pixie,” he said, leaving her to the task as he hooked his hand beneath one of her knees and raised her outer leg higher, opening her up and twisting her body a bit more for whatever carnal pleasures he had planned.
While she played with herself and reawakened that bundle of nerves, he trailed his fingers up the inside of her thigh, slowly and sensually, and her core clenched in anticipation when he reached the apex. She was soaked with arousal, her entire body attuned to his touch, and she started to pant with the excruciating need gathering force with every stroke across her clit.
“This is where it’s gonna get good,” he rasped against her neck.
