Page 22 of Unspoken


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Her hands scraped down his front and pulled his shirt free at his waist. She reached the bare skin of his stomach, his back, and Leo almost shook with the intensity of the touch.

And then she slipped one hand between them and palmed his dick.

Leo broke the kiss with a gasp. “Pea, Peony, fuck…” His voice was hoarse. He didn’t even know what he was saying.

“I want this,” she said, low and breathless, “I want you. I’ve wanted you for years...”

He held her face between his hands, their foreheads pressed together, and looked into the fierce heat burning in her eyes.

“I’ve wanted you forever,” he said.

“So have me.”

“Not here,” he forced himself to say. “Properly, in a bed, all the ways I’ve dreamed of.”

Luckily, the cottage was nearby.

Pea

Pea led the way up the stairs to her bedroom with Leo following. She knew his eyes were on her the whole way. Just that, and the thought of what was to come, made it hard to walk straight. She was so turned on, so much liquid heat and tight coiled sensation low in her belly, in her thighs, in her core, that it was all she could do to keep walking down the hallway to her room.

She made it to the side of her bed, then turned and faced the Count. Leo. The Duke. His hard jaw was tight, his dark eyes blazing. She had made a mess of him already. His white shirt was smeared with purple stains, untucked and rumpled, his hair dishevelled, hanging across his forehead as he met her gaze with the heavy intensity of his own. She almost felt nervous. He was so big, so tall, and right now he seemed almost fierce, something primal unleashed, all that smouldering, glowering heat directed solely at her. Her body. Only the tiniest thread of control held him there, motionless, watching her.

So she broke it. She pulled her dress off in one motion and threw it aside. Leo took a deep, ragged breath, his broad chest rising as he raked her body with his eyes. Then, looking at her, he undid his belt, his fly, and unbuttoned his shirt. He stepped towards her and stopped, just before their bodies touched.

“I want you so fucking much,” he said in his deep voice, low and rough now in a way she had never heard it before. The sound of his need sent a jolt of excitement to her core. “You have no idea what I have dreamed of doing to you all these years. Things I should never have thought about doing to my best friend’s little sister.”

“Is that what stopped you? That I’m Edward’s sister?” She looked up at him as she put a hand on his chest, on the skin he had revealed when he unbuttoned his shirt.

He inhaled at her touch.

“Don’t let anything stop you, Leo. Fuck me the way you’ve always wanted.”

He closed his eyes briefly, and when he opened them again, Pea shivered in anticipation, wondering just what she had started.

He pulled off his shirt, his eyes on her mouth, her body. And she drank in the hard muscle of his chest, the long lean lines of his abdominal muscles, leading down to his slim but powerful hips, to his unfastened trousers now sitting tantalisingly low. She pushed them down, and he stepped out of them as she unfastened her bra.

“You are fucking glorious,” he told her, palming her breasts before pushing her shoulders so she sat down on the bed. “What did you imagine, the other day, when I washed your sore knees?” he asked as he knelt down on the floor between her legs and bent his head to kiss her breasts. “Was it as filthy as what I imagined?”

She flushed slightly, and he smiled,smiled, and lowered his head to kiss the inside of her knee. Pea sucked in a breath as his lips met the sensitive skin there.

“I imagined this,” she breathed.

He kissed her other knee. “I know you did.”

He put his hands on her knees, spreading them wider as he slowly moved his hands up, thumbs making torturous circles on her inner thighs. He followed their path with whisper-soft kisses, and the touch of his lips, of his hair brushing her skin, of the slight scrape of his stubble, left her trembling, her clit already throbbing.

His thumbs reached the damp crotch of her underwear, and he looked up at her with another smile, one edged with something wicked. “You were wet then, and now you’re soaking.” He slipped his thumbs beneath her underwear, one either side, and pressed them into her wetness.

She made a noise, a pathetic animal sound, as he slid his thumbs, both at once, along her entrance. And then he curled his fingers around the waistband of her knickers and began to pull them off. She lifted her hips, and he dragged them down.

He held up the scrap of material and pressed the damp patch to his face, breathing deep with a low noise of appreciation. “You smell fucking delicious.” He threw them to the side and kissed his way up the inside of her thighs again until his tongue met her pussy. Pea’s head sank back, her hands fisting the bedcover as he licked her slowly. “You taste fucking divine.”

He licked her again, slow and hard. Kept licking her as she moaned and writhed and then his lips were on her clit, his tongue circling it again and again until she whimpered. He thrust his tongue deep inside.Oh god, oh god… He scraped her clit with his teeth, and she saw stars as her orgasm hit, leaving her trembling and breathless.

Leo rose up, kissing her mouth, swallowing the last gasps of her pleasure even as his fingers went back to her pussy and began to tease her still pulsing flesh.

“Was that what you imagined?” he said, voice low and hot against her mouth.

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