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For one moment, Leandrowanted to refuse. It would kill him – and his fully erect cock – to refuse the invitation in Bobby’s eyes, but for one crazy moment he wanted to refuse it. More than her body, he wanted her love – her trust – her everything.
But then Bobby left him no choice, tiptoeing to kiss him openmouthed, and the sweetness of her lips made Leandro forget his better intentions. He could make her admit she loved him later.
With a rough sound of lust and impatience, Leandro took command of the kiss.
Bobby yielded to him easily, knowing deep in her heart that she was never happier than when she surrendered her control completely to Leandro. She was a strong woman, and she needed a stronger man like Leandro to make her feel comfortable about letting go.
She gasped for breath when Leandro released her, and another little gasp escaped Bobby when she realized that he was busy taking off her shorts.
In moments, she was completely naked – and he was still fully clothed.
Bobby instinctively tried to cover herself.
“No,” he growled. “Your body’s always been mine, Bobby. Always. Don’t you dare fucking cover it when it’s just the two of us.”
Face flaming at the command even as she felt more moisture gathering between her legs, Bobby slowly allowed her hands to fall back against her sides.
For a few moments, Leandro simply looked his fill. He had missed the sight of her body, missed it so much that he wanted to reach out to her to ensure that he wasn’t dreaming like all those nights in Greece that had him waking in an empty bed, his heart and body aching to be with her.
“Stop staring.”
“I’ll stare if I want to, mégaira. It’s mine to stare at.” As he continued to let his gaze roam her body, he watched her breasts jiggle as she fidgeted on her feet, her nipples extending at the heat of his gaze.
His voice thick with lust, he said, “Undress me now.”
Shakily, she moved towards him and her fingers fumbled as she grabbed the hem of his shirt so she could pull it over his head. Bobby felt her mouth drying at the sight of Leandro’s naked chest, the sight of it evoking memories of all those times she had felt his hard chest against her naked breasts.
The memories caused her fingers to become clumsier, making it harder for her to unbuckle his belt and wrestle with the buttons of his jeans before she could pull it off him. He was down to his black briefs now, and her hands shook even harder, her dampness overflowing, as she slowly peeled the last piece of his clothing off his body.
Bobby sucked her breath in at the sight of his engorged cock, thicker, harder, and longer than she remembered.
When she reached to touch it, Leandro captured her wrist with a brief shake of his head. “Not now,” he said harshly. “I want you too much.”
She whispered, “Then what are you waiting for?”
He cursed in Greek, his cock throbbing more painfully at the invitation in Bobby’s gaze. He was barely hanging on to his control here, and the way she was seducing him with those pretty green eyes of hers wasn’t fucking helping. “Stop looking at me like that, dammit. I want to make you come first—-”
“Take me now.” Her body was trembling so badly with need for his possession that even her voice started to shake. “Take me now—-”
With a groan, he gave in to what they both wanted. In a moment, he had her up against the wall, his cock sliding into her pussy like it had found its home. She moaned and he groaned, the sounds mingling for one moment as they lost themselves in the sheer pleasure of having their bodies united in the most intimate way possible.
He was so hot and thick inside her, a steel rod that her flesh was still trying to accommodate. It was hard to think or breathe when every part of her was focused on the welcome sensation of having Leandro fill her body once again. Her hands settled on his shoulders. “Leandro.” She couldn’t help sobbing out his name. She wanted him so much.
Her vaginal muscles clenched tightly around his cock as Bobby cried his name, and the last of Leandro’s control snapped. Holding her securely against the wall, he began thrusting into her, his cock pounding fast and furious into her body. Her breasts started to shake, tempting him with its succulent abundance and with another groan, he bent down to suck on one nipple.
Bobby cried out as the pleasure intensified, with Leandro sucking on her nipple while his cock drove in and out of her with ruthlessly powerful strokes. Her body shook with each thrust as her need for him heightened. She wanted more. She wanted everything, and she didn’t want him to stop.
Her hands moved to his head, her fingers diving deep so she could urge his head closer to her nipple. Leandro obeyed the silent plea, sucking harder and biting her nipple as he continued to claim her pussy over and over with his cock.
“Leandro.”
Her cry was loud and unabashed with need, and he knew it meant she was close to coming. He released her nipple the same time he slid one hand between her legs so he could find that tiny nub of flesh to drive her wild.
His eyes locked with hers. He wanted to see her fall apart. He needed to see it, knowing that it was the only way he could truly make himself believe he had Bobby back in his life.
“I’ll make you mine now, mégaira.”
Her eyes widened at the possessive words, but there was no time to react as his fingers found her clit just as he thrust into her one last time. She came with a scream, her body shuddering in his touch and he watched her, memorizing every nuance of emotion that flickered on Bobby’s face as the pleasure of his possession took over her.
