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He had had the courtesy to spend the night in my apartment, although there was nothing in it for him. Better still, he had made me soup and brought it to me in bed, in order to fill my stomach with something other than alcohol. I didn’t tell him, but I had loved both of those gestures.
I stayed right where I was and watched him feed me, like I was some helpless little girl. I could have stopped him at any point, but I didn’t. Why? Because I liked the attention. I enjoyed being pampered. I liked the way he was treating me. If anything, it showed care on his part. Thoughtfulness. Kindness. Leo might have been a member of the underworld for a while, but that hadn’t prevented him from being sweet to me. His behavior was a rather ironic reminder of another truth about my personal life. Of all the men that had come and gone, none had had the will to take care of me after I’d had too much to drink. It had only happened twice, and I was with someone both times. Their reaction? Complaining, bitching at me and a “holier than thou” attitude that got on my nerves. Those idiots couldn’t resist the idea of preaching the wrongness of getting drunk.
Barf.
Leo wouldn’t say a thing about this. He just accepted it and tried to cope with it.
Once the plate was empty, I watched him pull away from my bed, his massive back catching my eye. My bare legs twitched under the sheets, naughty ideas swirling around in my mind. His sweetness had moved me. I had found just the way to thank him for what he had done for me. The question was: Would he accept my gratitude? Or would he blabber on about “the code” and run like hell out of my apartment?
There was only one way to find out.
To do that, however, I had to get rid of the smell of alcohol. So, I went to the bathroom and took a quick shower, all the while wondering what to do to him. Of course, I could just walk out completely naked and invite him back to my bedroom. But that was a bit too slutty. I didn’t want him to think less of me. Furthermore, I was desperate for some intimacy. If Leonardo saw me acting like a sex-hungry bitch, it was possible for him to treat me like one. And the worst thing about this? I would have had no one else to blame but me. Therefore, I decided to just be myself and hope he’d get the message.
I got out of the shower in my pink bathrobe, smelling floral scents on my skin as my wet hair draped over my upper back. Leonardo had just strolled past my living room table, his leather jacket slumped across my couch.
“You don’t mind if I take a shower, do you?” he asked, the hesitation in his voice clear.
“Nope. Not at all,” I said, stepping aside and gesturing to the open bathroom door.
“Thanks.”
Perfect.
His question solved my problem.
Moreover, it sent waves of delight through my system. I loved water. In particular, I loved the idea of fooling around with a sexy stud in the shower. It was one of my fantasies, a fantasy that I’d never been able to indulge in. Leo seemed like the ideal candidate for that job…
I waited to hear the sound of the water running, before undoing my bathrobe. I left it on; this was part of my plan. My first steps towards the bathroom sent chills of excitement up and down my body. Thankfully, the gap between the door and the doorframe was enough for me to fit through it. I didn’t wish to alert him of my presence. I just couldn’t wait to see the surprise in his eyes.
His head was much higher than the curtain rod, his back to me as I picked up the yellow bottle of body lotion from the cabinet. The sound of that bottle clicking open made Leonardo flip around. By then, I had already put my foot on the corner of the tab.
“What the f…?” He squinted, his gaze dropping down to me. “What are you doing in here?”
“I’m just putting on some lotion,” I explained, my tone casual, my hand moving down my outer thigh in a slow manner. I rubbed some of that liquid around my knee, my eyes not leaving his for one second. My fingers going back up my inner thigh, I squeezed some more lotion out of the bottle. It landed on top of my thigh, and I used the heel of my palm to spread it across my skin.
“Lotion…”
My ears picked up a low growl, right before the curtain was swept aside.
And there he was.
Naked.
Wet.
Water streaming down his chiseled chest, it forked through the ridges of his abs and rolled off his masculine body. His semi-erect cock had me wondering what would have happened if I’d tried anything bolder.
“Crappy excuse, but I’ll take it,” he spoke in a sexy voice, his massive figure blocking the view of the wall behind him. Before I knew it, his big, strong arms had locked around my lower back. He lifted his leg over the side of the bathtub and stepped back in, gazing down into my eyes. With a simple move, he eased me off the floor. A playful scream leaving me, I bent my knees. Feeling cool water underneath my feet, his strong hands pushed me back. I sensed some more water dripping onto my head, Leonardo claiming my mouth with vigor. I welcomed his full lips on mine, cupping his hips. His fingers clutching my back thigh, he raised my leg up. He squeezed my flesh, and I locked my leg over his hip.
“You were so nice to me,” I whispered in his mouth, more water dripping down my forehead and off the bridge of my nose.
“I wouldn’t leave you like that,” he spoke in his raspy voice, his fingers mapping out my skin. I leaned back and exposed my neck and chest, Leo’s hungry lips closing around my chin. He nipped at it, my heart thumping against my chest. I could feel his balls bumping into my groin, his fingertips teasing my senses as they closed in on my core. He caressed my thigh and moved his hand up to my ass, my chest getting soaked more and more. Leo licked the water around my breast and let go of my flesh, before a proper slap resounded through the bathroom.
A loud whimper escaping me, I sensed his soft lips stroking the underside of my breast. Little by little, they climbed up, steam beginning to fill the room. Threads of it hovering over my chest, I closed my eyes against how amazing his mouth felt on my nipple. His gentle, yet demanding kisses were audible over the sound of the water hitting the bathtub floor.
I released his hips, only to thrust my hands up and grab him by the shoulders. My half-open eyes met with the view of his handsome face between my breasts. I squeezed his shoulder muscles hard and held on, eager to get an even better taste of their strength. His delicious moves were weakening my thigh muscles. I knew I wouldn’t be able to stay upright much longer. I put my foot back down and stepped back, Leonardo following me. I sat down in the corner, watching the water splash down onto his back and his butt. I spread my legs, my left foot landing on the side of the bathtub. His eyes took in the view of my pussy, before his gaze moved up my body.
“So fucking creamy,” he said, and ran the tip of his tongue along his bottom lip.
