Page 33 of Unspoken


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He stayed on his knees before her and kissed her thighs, kissing her all the way up and over her stomach until he stood up again and kissed her lightly on the mouth.

She started to unbutton his shirt as he kissed her, but her cold fingers were numb and stiff. Leo grinned against her mouth and then ripped the shirt open, buttons flying. “It was ruined anyway,” he said, as she gave a shocked gasp of laughter.

He undid his trouser button, then Pea took over, undoing his fly, so that his hands were free to stroke up her sides, to her breasts, his large hands covering her completely.

Pea moaned a little, sliding her hands inside his trousers, taking hold of the hard thick length of him with both hands. He had definitely recovered from the cold water. He was hot and silken, the veins large and full under her grip. She moaned as she stroked him, already imagining the feel of him inside her, the taste of him on her tongue. Leo shuddered with pleasure and made a deep, hungry sound, then pulled away briefly to remove the rest of his clothes.

He took Pea’s hand and pulled her into the shower.

The water was sinfully hot on her cold skin. And Leo was wrapped around her, his mouth demanding, his kiss slightly wild as he licked her tongue then bit her bottom lip, his hands going everywhere, her thighs, her arse, her breasts, her back, as though he had to touch all of her at once.

His erection was hard against her stomach, and she lifted her leg, wrapping it around his hip, trying to get him into her, needing him, desperate.

“No,” he said hoarsely against her neck, even as his fingers found her wet pussy and pushed deeply, roughly inside her. “No, not here. The bed. I’m going to make love to you.” His fingers slid in and out of her as he spoke.

She gasped, head tipped back against the shower wall as the pressure and the friction brought her close to the edge.

“I’m going to make love to you slowly, I’m going to kiss every part of you, I’m going to show you how much I love you, how absolutely fucking precious and priceless you are.”

His other hand found her breast, thumb flicking over her nipple again and again as his fingers ground inside her and his large body caged her against the wall.

“I’m going to make love to you, I’m going to fuck you. And me fucking you, me making love to you, they’re the same thing. I always love you, whether I have my mouth on you, or my fingers in you, or my dick. Whether I’m going hard and fast or slow and sweet, I always love you. I loved you the other night, and I love you now.”

He added another finger, three inside her now, making her see stars, and then his thumb, rubbing back and forth over her clit, finding the same rhythm as the one that tortured her nipple. Oh god, oh god, it was too good, too much.

She cried out, she exploded, and came back to earth slowly, gasping, her knees shaking.

Leo smiled down at her as he washed her own liquid from her thighs, then he switched off the shower and crossed the bathroom to get some towels. Pea drank in the sight of his large, powerful body, writing every line of muscle into her memory.

Leo rubbed his hair with a towel, looking at her as she dried herself. “Feeling warmer?” he smiled.

“Feeling a lot of things. All of them good.”

“Me too.” Then he took the towel from her and picked her up again, carrying her out of the bathroom and onto his bed.

“I can walk, you know,” she said, smiling as he lay down next to her, head propped on one elbow. She turned on her side to face him, completely unselfconscious in her nakedness, as was he.

“I know. But I have years of romantic gestures to make up for.”

“That sounds promising.”

He smiled a slow, crooked, deadly smile back. “Sounds like heaven.” Then he looked down the length of her body, just looked, making no move to touch her. But the way his eyes devoured her gave her goosebumps, her skin tightening in anticipation.

“Lie on your back,” he said gently. “Let me look at you.”

She did so, smiling at the hitch in his breathing and the dark light in his eyes. He trailed a finger from as far down as he could reach—her knee—all the way up her body to her cheek. Then he kissed her lightly, once, on the lips and did the same on the other side of her body, finger brushing up her thigh, her hip, along her ribs, over her breast. Then he circled it round so it went back down the centre of her body, between her breasts, over her stomach, through the little patch of hair and lightly, teasingly, all along her seam.

Her breath caught, her stomach tightening. Her nipples were already hard, and that sweet, heavy warmth was pooling low inside her, between her legs.

Leo smiled slightly, the gleam in his eyes deepening. He repeated the route of his fingers, up one leg, over her breast, then down through her centre. Up the other leg, over her other breast, then down again to drag slowly through the liquid heat gathering there.

She squirmed, wanting more, reaching for him where he was hard against her hip. He shushed her, smiling. “I promised I’d go slow,” he said.

“There’s going slow, and then there’s torture.”

“I’m fairly sure I gave you a mind-blowing orgasm about ten minutes ago.”

“And then you told me you had years of making up to do.”

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