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Leo swipes a robe off the chair and quickly slips it on as he heads out of the room. I curl on my side and have a full view of the living room area. Moments later, room service strolls across my field of vision pushing a cart. Leo directs the server to place two dome-covered plates, a carafe of coffee, and a glass container of what looks like milk on the coffee table. The server lifts the stainless-steel lids, revealing a plate of fresh-cut fruit in different shapes and a plate filled with pastries. Room service leaves, and Leo returns to the bedroom. He rubs his eyes with the heel of his hands.
“I forgot I had room service set up in advance. Sorry about waking you,” Leo says apologetically.
His groggy voice is cute. I shake my head and give him a lazy smile. “Nothing is better than being woken up with fresh coffee.”
I inhale deeply and let out a sigh. I bet the coffee at this hotel is actually good.
Leo eyes me quietly, insinuation heavy in his gaze. “I can think of something,” he says and unties his belt. He pulls back the lapels and the robe falls in a heap on the floor. Lord have mercy, he’s gorgeous in the light.
“You’re kidding me. You just opened your eyes ten seconds ago.”
“And I’m already hungry for you.”
Leo grabs his erection and strokes it before bending one knee to the mattress and climbing onto the bed. He has a nice body, toned and muscular, and not like he spends his Sundays at the gym for fun. He swipes the sheet away, exposing me. I’m still floating from last night, and my body comes alive. My knees snap shut, and I giggle as he tries to pry them open.
“This is how I planned to wake you up,” Leo says once he gets what he wants. He flattens his tongue and licks a wet trail from the bottom of my pussy to my clit, where he suctions his mouth and draws on me like I’m the sweetest nectar he’s ever tasted. My hips undulate into him and I take the pleasure he’s giving me. Leo was right. He’s going to have me comparing every guy I have sex with to him after this. Tim didn’t love to go down on me the way Leo does.
I feel bad comparing Tim to Leo. I was happy with what Tim did to me in the bedroom. I didn’t have too many complaints.
But this is just so much better. I can’t go back to what I had, and I won’t. Not after what I’ve experienced and tasted. My hips widen and I press Leo’s face against my pussy. It’s ironic how Tim is the one who wanted to explore yet I’m the one who struck gold with Leo.
“You’re so good at this,” I say in between pants, moaning in bliss.
I let go of my reservations at some point last night and submitted myself to him. My inhibitions departed from my body, and I was okay with it.
“I like knowing I’m the best,” he says against my pussy.
Leo pulls back and sits on his knees. He strokes the top of his cock down my pussy then coats himself in my pleasure.
“I don’t have any more condoms left,” he says.
I blink. “We used them all?”
“I have a confession to make,” he says, staring down at me.
My brows rise. “What could you have done?” I reach for his cock and slowly stroke his erection. He’s so hard, and it surprises me a little after the number of times he orgasmed last night.
“When you fell asleep, I had every intention of doing the same next to you. You looked so beautiful and peaceful sprawled out that I needed you one more time.”
My eyes widen. I stop stroking him, but I don’t let go. I tighten my grip. “You fucked me while I was sleeping?” I ask, a little stunned.
He nods. “I’ve never done that before. I feel a little guilty about it.”
I frown. My gaze falls to the tip of his cock, and I watch a creamy dollop drop to the bed. “How didn’t I wake up?”
“I went slow. I didn’t hurt you. I wasn’t forceful. I just wanted to feel you.” He pauses, sucking in a breath as I twist my grip down his shaft. “I’m not a creeper who forces themselves on women. After the things we did, I feel like you and I are different, and you wouldn’t have opposed it.”
I glance back up to his eyes, internalizing how I feel. I’m not in any pain whatsoever, and if he hadn’t told me, I never would have known. I’m oddly appreciative that he did tell me.
While I’ll never admit it out loud, a deep, dark part of me is turned on by what he did. Leo is sort of a wicked wet dream.
“Did I like it?” I ask curiously.
He nods and shuffles forward on his knees. “You made little sounds in your sleep. Your legs moved when I played with your clit. You were wet and slippery when I slid in and out.”
I swallow thickly. My clit zings at the mention of it, and wetness coats my pussy.
“I won’t have sex without a condom. But I can do other things if you want.”
