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I thought that when I did make the trip back to Woodman, it’d be years after graduating college, when I would’ve become a more focused, confident individual. I’d be able to physically face my past. But already my surroundings that once felt so familiar had a completely different energy—the fact that I knew this place inside-out made me feel almost invincible.
I was already strong enough to be here again.
We veered around the corner and sped across the hallway toward the stairwell. All of a sudden, I figured it out. He was taking me to the same place I had lured Elliot that last day of high school.
We burst through the stairwell doors and stumbled down the stairs. It was completely empty. This was one of those narrow stairwells that no one in the school used unless they absolutely had to.
And we had to.
Leo dragged me down the landing and pressed me against the wall. We stood there, frozen, breathing hard. My heavy coat felt suffocating over a thin coating of sweat and his hot breath.
“Well?” I murmured, hearing my own voice echo despite my quiet tone. “Do what you want.”
I could feel his hesitation. This wasn’t his element—even if he had roamed these halls as one of the top dogs, he had never done anything without the top dog’s consent.
“Do what you want,” I repeated, slipping my coat off on my shoulders and letting it drop to the floor. “Now.”
I watched Leo’s eyes as he looked between mine. There was an apprehension there, as if, all of a sudden, he didn’t know what to do, only that he was supposed to do something.
And then, heat came over his gaze.
He dropped to his knees, his puppy-dog eyes still locked with mine as if he was afraid I’d run away.
“What are you doing, proposing?” I laughed, but the air in my throat was cut off as I felt his hands start to work my pants down. His fingers were frigid against my skin, and it burned they was so cold.
Seconds later, he had my pants down to my ankles, exposing my waist, cotton panties and bare legs. The air in the stairwell was damp and chilled from the autumn weather, and goosebumps rode across my thighs like a tide.
Leo’s lips came to the rescue.
His touch was hesitant at first, his lips fluttering across the skin of my knee and carefully working his way up along my thigh. But then, he took his hands and wrapped them around my calves, and slowly massaged my legs up and down as his kisses turned to nips and licks. His tongue, hot and wet in contrast to the cold air, singed my skin in the best way possible.
His lips started to drag themselves up my inner thigh, and my fingers found their way into his hair, and held on to him.
After what felt like an eternity, I felt his nose come into contact with the fabric of my panties. He paused for a moment, and then, he raised his chin and his nose pushed further through the fabric against my pussy, breathing me in.
As if to give him a little encouragement, I looked down at him and stroked his bangs away from his face. That prompted him to pull back, just enough for him to catch my gaze and smile.
He moved his hands from my legs up along the back of my thighs, and grazed the curve of my ass. My back was plastered against the wall, but to give him better access, I slouched down, and my hips moved closer to his face as my ass moved away from the wall.
Leo’s fingers worked their way around the fabric of my panties, and a second later, they were around my ankles. My lower half was completely bare, while Leo remained clothed. I wasn’t about to point that out, though—his face moved toward my pussy, and I could almost feel my clit flexing as his nose brushed against my sweaty folds of skin.
My finger wound tightly through his golden coils of hair, almost scraping at his scalp. I didn’t need to say anything for him to know that I was begging for him to make the move.
Just as I was about to give his head a slight nudge, he tilted his face upward and I felt the warm, slippery sensation of his tongue graze my clit. I let out a soft whimper, and that was enough encouragement for him to get a little rougher.
His hands worked their way up my ass as his lips closed in on my clit, and he began sucking, swirling his tongue around the small muscle like it was his source of water, and he was parched.
My pussy was sopping within seconds.
“More,” I moaned, my back arching away from the wall, forcing my vagina closer to him. “I need more.”
He didn’t respond, which was good—better to act on what I said rather than respond. My wish was granted. Leo’s tongue stretched lower down and licked at the slit of my opening, parting me open with that one wet stroke. My head rammed back against the wall as Leo’s head bobbed upward, his tongue scraping into me like he was downing a shot of hard liquor that would put him to sleep with the best dreams.
He drank me up, and it sent me shaking with bliss.
As he continued to eat me out, I moved my hips to the rate of his thrusts to wean as much out of him as I could. Now all my attention was on the heat between my legs, the moist puddle that was overflowing into his mouth. The thrusts of his tongue were short, but fast, and it provided the stimulation I wanted from him. I started bucking my hips to match his pace, but after a few moments it felt like I was the one driving him.
“Stop,” I breathed, pushing him away from me. It wasn’t a rough motion, but the fact that I had told him to stop made him land back on his hands like I slapped him. With a grin, I went along with it, bending down to shove him to the floor.
