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I expect to see a bemused expression on his face. Instead he looks nearly feral. He’s made a fist on his lap. “I can’t believe I almost lost you. What if we’d never met?”
“But we did.” I cover his hand with mine. “I feel like we were supposed to.”
He’s so tense. “I need you to come into my house with me.”
“Okay. That’s what I want too.”
“I’ve never needed anyone before, Dixie. But I need you. Do you understand?”
“Yes,” I whisper. And I do. My doubts are gone as if they were never there. I feel what he wants. It’s more than sex. It’s more than dates. This connection didn’t spring out of nowhere. “You’re telling me this is real.”
“This is real.”
We’re barely into the entryway of his house when he slams the door and pushes my back to it. He presses his huge body into me and I feel the hard ridge of his cock right where I need it. I gasp and squirm. He’s big there too. Of course he is.
His mouth crashes into mine, or maybe mine crashes into his. His lips are hot against mine, his hands gripping my hips and grinding me into the huge bulge of his jeans. He growls when I open my lips and his tongue slips inside, stroking against mine in an ancient rhythm that stokes the fire under my skin. I need to be closer. I need his skin touching mine.
The heat of his body, the sureness of his touch, makes me melt. My hands snake under his shirt and the rippled, hot muscles send a fresh wave of desire to my core. My God. He’s so powerful, so commanding the way he dominates my senses. I’m eager for things I can’t even name but know he’ll give me.
We pull his shirt off and my hands roam his broad chest while his kiss consumes me. Leo unbuttons my shirt and the primitive look of hunger on his face makes me so glad I started wearing lingerie. He traces one finger lightly over the top of my bra cup and I shiver. He sends me a knowing smirk and traces the same path with his tongue.
“Are you going to think less of me if I put out the first time we meet?” I ask.
He pulls the cup below my nipple. “I know your favorite ice cream. The books you love and hate. Other than this week, I talked to you every single day, sometimes for hours. I know things you’ve only ever told me. This isn’t like a first date. And if it were,” he pauses to suckle my nipple, causing my knees to weaken, “I wouldn’t think less of you for having the same desires I do.”
He stops talking and tortures me with hot, wet kisses on my exposed nipple. There is a direct line from my breasts to my pussy, and I grip his head in my hands and hold him there. Right there as sparks fly behind my eyelids.
“The things I am going to do to you, Dixie,” he growls.
It’s a desperate promise and I am here for it.
“Right here, Leo. I want you to take me against the wall like you did the first time.”
“I have a perfectly good bed. I want to spread you out like a picnic on it.”
“Next time. This time, this door is the brick wall in the alley.”
He narrows his eyes like he’s thinking hard and sweeps his fingers over my cheek in an achingly sweet way. “Is that what you need to make it feel real to you?”
I shake my head. “You already feel real to me.”
“I don’t have any condoms in here. I can’t protect you.” His hand lowers and lifts my skirt up my legs. “But that’s what you want, isn’t it? Rough and hot. Raw and primal.” My skirt is bunched up over my hips and he cups me over my underwear. “Do you want me to come inside this sweet pussy or pull out?”
