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With one hand, I reach out and trace the outline of his cock straining against his jeans.
“I want you,” I say simply.
His gaze turns molten, raking across me, heated with desire.
“Soon,” he promises, his voice husky with need.
My skirt pools around me on the tabletop. Leon reaches under it, hooking his fingertips in the elastic of my silky thong underwear, the calluses of his fingers lightly scraping against my skin as he pulls them down, kneeling to tug them over my knees and off my body.
He comes back up with his head under my skirt, and I shiver in anticipation.
Leon grips my waist and gently urges me forward until I’m at the edge of the table, my knees draped over his shoulders.
His breath brushes my clit, and I let out a soft “Oh.”
Hot desire swirls in my core, and I dampen as Leon murmurs, “Good girl.”
Then his tongue traces a long line up to my clit, and I open for him, whimpering as sparks of electricity seem to shoot from his tongue straight through me.
He circles my clit once, twice, before sucking it into his mouth and flicking it. My back arches, and I push myself against Leon’s mouth.
His tongue begins moving rhythmically, sliding up and down, circling my clit, flicking it, then starting over.
I arch up toward him, and without changing the rhythm, he slips a finger inside me, pressing upward until he finds the perfect spot, slicking against me inside and out.
I gasp as he slips a second finger into me. His hand keeps moving, but his mouth pauses to murmur against me, “That’s my girl. Come for me.”
I moan, my body demanding more, harder, faster. A bright light flashes behind my eyelids as I begin to swell, and he picks up the pace. He takes the hand that is inside me and moves it up under my skirt to press lightly on my abdomen, adding exactly the right pressure.
My orgasm hits suddenly, and I move from cresting to shattering in an instant.
I cry out his name and clutch the edge of the table at my side, using it to grind myself against his mouth even as he sucks harder, pulling out every last wave of pleasure.
My entire body curls toward him, around him, my head and shoulders lifting as shudders rack my body. I collapse back onto the table, gasping and spent.
As Leon emerges from under my green and purple tulle skirt, I sit up, brushing my hair back out of my face. “That was amazing,” I whisper, my eyes heavy-lidded.
“You’re amazing,” he replies, leaning forward to kiss me.
I taste myself on his lips, and although I would’ve said moments ago that I wouldn’t be able to continue, I find myself suddenly wanting to leave him as satisfied as I am.
I reach out and grab two loops on his jeans. He sways toward me, and I move my hand to the button at the top. “My turn,” I murmur.
Undoing his pants, I begin pushing them off his hips, capturing his boxers with my thumbs on the way down and glancing up to make sure he wants this, too—though the way his hard cock twitches when I say the words tells me everything I need to know.
He’s watching me with blue eyes that have turned almost silver with need.
I move off the table with a little jump, landing lightly in front of him, then finish pulling his pants and underwear down to the ground in one motion.
He steps out of them, and I pause to admire him.
I could tell he was muscular under his clothing. And tracing his cock through his jeans gave me some idea of what I would find under them.
But nothing could have prepared me for what I see now.
He’s perfect, with muscles like a Greek statue, hard and defined. His cock is long and straight and so thick I can barely wrap my hand around it.
With a whisper of appreciation, I slide my thumb across the top, swiping it through the dampness there and slicking it along the underside.
