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This kiss makes me want so much more. I want her, every goddamn piece. I want to know her taste, her sounds, her touch. I want to hear her moaning my name while I bring her the pleasure she deserves, and I crave.
I break the kiss and rest my forehead against hers. She wraps her arms around me and buries her head into my neck. I rub her back slowly as I kiss the top of her head.
“You alright?” I whisper.
“Better than alright.”
I hug her tightly to me, moving my hands down to her ass. “I’ve tried my hardest to keep my feelings hidden, but I’m not sure I can anymore.”
She lifts her head, searching my eyes. “Feelings?”
I squeeze her ass and grin. “Sexual feelings.”
Her beautiful smile spreads across her face and my heart pounds. It’s more than that, but I’m not willing to scare her off.
“The feeling is mutual,” she whispers.
I slam my lips to her again. Her taste was something I was craving, but now it’s a burning need. She rocks her hips, pressing against my hard cock. I dig my fingers into her ass, breaking the kiss.
“Leslie, if you keep doing that, I will not be able to control myself,” I groan.
“So don’t,” she whispers.
This is a battle I’m about to lose. I should wait. I should explain everything to Rogue. I should make sure she’s no longer in danger. I know what I should do, which is why when I stand up with her wrapped around me, I’m fucked.
Chapter 10
Leslie
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Everything that has led to this point has been gentle. The sweet way he was when he found me. How he began to open up to me. The way he protects me and cares for me. It’s little things, making sure I eat, that I’m comfortable, that I feel safe.
He’s done all these things with a gentleness I didn’t think he possessed. Even now, as his hands are traveling over my body, it’s slow and soft. His powerful lips on mine show me he’s in control, but not in a forceful way. It all turns me on more.
He lifts the bottom of my sundress, peeking up to get my permission. I nod against the pillow on his bed, letting him know I’m more than ready. He pulls the sundress off, tossing it on the floor. His eyes rack over my naked body, causing my skin to burn. I’ve never felt more exposed than I do in the moment.
I move my arms to cover myself a little and he pulls his shirt over his head. “Don’t hide from me, Leslie. You’re fucking beautiful.”
I pinch my hand, before moving both of them to his chest. My eyes dance around his chest as my fingers explore. The dips and curves of each hard muscle have me following them like a map. They lead to his massive, colorful arms. I study the bright ink as I feel my way back to his abs. Those dips and curves lead me lower and when I reach that well defined V that disappears into his jeans, I lift my eyes to his.
“I’ve never been more turned on than I am right now. Watching you explore my body is fucking sexy as hell,” he growls.
My pussy has never been as wet as it is right now. I’m pretty sure a simple touch from him will send me over the edge. It’s been a long time since I’ve had sex and I’ve never been this turned on before. It’s an explosive combination.
Cash removes his pants and the only thing between us is the thin fabric of his boxers and my thong. He links his fingers with mine, lifting my arms above my head. Once they are there, he trails his hands down my arms, silently telling me to
keep them there. He kisses my lips, my neck, my chest. My hips lift on their own accord, needing to feel relief. His hard cock presses against me and I moan loudly, grabbing onto the bars of his headboard.
He growls against my skin as he’s wet mouth kisses my tits. He’s teasing me, avoiding my nipples and I can feel them straining. I arch my back trying to get his mouth where I need it and he does not disappoint.
He sucks my nipple into his mouth, while pinching the other. I scream out in relief as he continues sucking, biting, and kissing between both of them.
“Fuck, Cash,” I moan out.
He lifts his wild eyes to mine, and I lift my hips, rubbing against his rock-solid dick. I don’t need any more foreplay; I need to feel him inside me.
“Tell me what you want, Leslie,” he whispers against my skin.
