Page 54 of Ruined

“You’re perfect,” I breathed, thinking I didn’t feel that way about just the way his body looked.

“I’m glad you like what you see,” he said, rolling a condom over his length.

I licked my lips again, my throat suddenly feeling parched.

Placing a hand on my knee, Leo urged, “Open your legs, Hanna. Show me your pussy.”

Leaning back on my hands, my eyes on his, I shifted my feet in opposite directions, my thighs separating.

Leo’s focus dropped between my legs, both his eyes and one of his hands going there. “You’re the one who’s perfect.”

He dragged one finger along my slit, before circling and coating me in my own arousal. I moaned and begged, “Leo, please. Please come inside.”

It was clear he’d already waited longer than he had hoped to, so Leo didn’t hesitate any longer. He positioned himself between my legs, brought his mouth to mine, and kissed me as he surged forward.

I dropped back to my elbows, whimpering.

With one hand planted on the mattress beside my body, Leo brought his other hand up and cupped my breast as he thrust his cock with expert-like precision into me. The man could move. He didn’t just have a beautiful body; he knew exactly how to use it.

Being stretched full of him, his thrusts so fluid, and his large hand covering my breast as his thumb stroked over my nipple, something came over me.

More than just the building of the orgasm.

More than the lingering bliss from my first release.

It was something that caused an aching, burning need to please him, to give him more than he’d given me.

But even if I wanted to take over and deliver something to him, I held myself back. Maybe there was a bit of uncertainty lingering. Maybe I wasn’t sure I could give him what he wanted or needed as good as he could give to me.

And he was giving it good.

“Christ, Hanna, you feel incredible.”

Leo powered into me, one delicious stroke after another, his hand gliding up from my breast, his fingers curling around the side of my throat.

Wow.

Wow, this was hot.

He was hot.

I dropped down to my back, Leo’s fingertips pressing in, the intensity of his grip matching his thrusts.

“Look at you,” he grunted. “Gorgeous face flushed, beautiful tits bouncing, legs spread, and taking my cock. I’ve never seen anything more beautiful in my life.”

Yep.

It was official.

I’d never be able to deliver the kind of pleasure that Leo could. I didn’t know if I could ever talk to him the way he was talking to me. And if I did, would I just sound like a fool instead of giving him the feeling he gave me?

I didn’t know, and I couldn’t take the time to figure it out. Because with the way he was looking at me, touching me, and fucking me, it was impossible to focus on anything but him and what he was doing.

And even though he’d brought me to the height of pleasure once already, that didn’t seem to be enough for Leo. He knew how to move, how to touch, and what to say to bring me there all over again.

That was precisely where I was heading, and there wasn’t a question in my mind that it was going to be just as glorious as it had been the first time.

“Leo,” I called out a warning.

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