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‘I haven’t been with anyone in a while.’ He seemed to want her to know that what the papers said about him wasn’t true and that this was something special. Leo was finally allowing someone to touch him.
Alex reached up, tracing her fingers across the side of his face. ‘I’d be happy to help you out with anything you’re unsure of...’
Leo grinned. ‘I said it’s been a while. I still know what to do.’
Then he kissed her, his lips warm and very tender. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him close. Something wild broke through the last vestiges of doubt and then there was only Leo, his body hard against hers in the cold evening air.
He pulled the zip of her jacket in a movement that was urgent, almost wild. His hand found her breast and, even though there were layers of clothing between them, she imagined she could feel his touch. Alex heard her own whimper of longing, smothered by his kiss.
‘I want you now...’ She nipped at the lobe of his ear and felt his body jolt, like an engine being jerked from first gear straight into overdrive.
‘I want you every place and every way.’ He backed against the stone parapet, lifting her against him. For one delicious moment she thought that this place and this way was going to be the start of it all, however unlikely and impractical. Wrapping one arm around his neck, she found the fastening of his jeans with her other hand.
‘Forget the metaphor, Alex. It’s far too cold. And uncomfortable.’
‘I don’t want comfort. I don’t want pretty words.’ She wanted him. Not his practised charm, which would leave her smiling but unchanged. She wanted that raw edge, the one that would respond only to need and be satisfied only with taking everything.
‘Hold on tight, then.’ He settled her weight against his and she wrapped her legs around his hips. Striding across the bridge, he climbed the steps to the front door, kicking it closed behind him.
He paused in the hallway and she felt him reach into his pocket. Then he put something on the hallstand. ‘I’ll leave this here...’
She twisted round to look. It was his phone. Alex kissed him, and he suddenly seemed to lose interest in who might or might not be calling him and started to stride up the stairs.
She caught the frame of his bedroom doorway with one hand as they passed through it, jerking them to a halt. ‘Lights, Leo.’
‘Yeah...’ He slammed one hand against the wall and she squeezed her eyes closed as the bedroom was bathed in bright light. Felt him move, and then tip her backwards. Her hands instinctively clutched tighter around his shoulders as she felt herself falling with him onto the bed.
‘Open them...’ She felt his lips brush her closed eyelids. ‘Open your eyes.’
It was almost a command—that she see him, and he see her. Nothing hidden. She blinked and Leo’s smile snapped into focus for one brief moment, before he kissed her again.
Her whole body was trembling, aching for him, and it seemed like a criminal act to break the spontaneity. But facts were facts and Leo would find a way to make things all right. ‘My bag, Leo...’ She felt her lips twist into a grimace. ‘I need my crutch, for the bathroom.’
The sweet touch of his hands never faltered. The melting blue of his eyes suddenly made her want to cry.
‘If that’s what you want, I’ll get it.’ His fingers found the side of her face, caressing gently. ‘Whatever you need, Alex. But I don’t need to smell soap when I have your scent. And what’s mine is yours. We can manage.’
We can manage. Tonight was all about what they could do together, not whether she could do anything on her own.
‘I guess... Three legs is enough for anyone.’
‘Yeah. Three legs, four arms...’
‘Four eyes, eight fingers.’ She used one of those fingers to caress his lips. ‘One of me, and one of you...’
‘That, I’m planning on changing.’ He sat up on the bed, drawing her along with him, holding her close. ‘Very soon.’
The rhythm didn’t break. Urgent, and yet there was time to trade kisses along the way. It never faltered, not when he unbuttoned her shirt, or when she unbuttoned his. Not when she took off her prosthesis, or when he reached for the condoms in the drawer beside the bed.
‘Hold me...please...’ His eyes were dark and, stretched out under him, she could feel his erection nudging against her. Waiting. Drawing out this last moment until it was a confection of feverish anticipation.
She wrapped her arms around his neck and he reached down. They gasped together as he slid inside. Just a little way.
‘Please, Alex...’ His fingers gripped her right thigh, then traced down to her knee. Without thinking, she’d kept her right leg away from his back, not sure how he’d react to feeling her foreshortened limb against him, but now she curled both legs around his hips, holding him tight, pulling him further inside.
They both cried out together. Staring into each other’s eyes, breathing hard. Tilting her hips, she pushed against him, feeling him slide deeper.
One moment of stillness, to sink into his gaze, and then Leo moved. His gasp was more than pleasure. It was triumph and need, helplessness and mastery.
