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I am particularly fond of these leggings, so I scramble out of them on my own as Leo watches, stroking his already hard cock. “Let me shower for you,” he says.

“No.” I pull him back towards me as I kneel on the bed. “I like it when you’re a little sweaty. I like your taste.” Like the ocean and the earth, it’s a taste that’s uniquely his.

“Oh, butterfly,” he groans, “you have no idea what you do to me.”

“Show me.”

“Come.” He motions to a pillow on the floor in front of him. “I need you kneeling here.”

I get into position, my knees on the pillow, even as he stays behind me.

“Shouldn’t you be in front of me?” I ask as he grabs a handful of my hair and pulls gently, so my face is upturned.

“Not for what we’re about to do. Put your hands down on the floor behind you. There. Is that comfortable?”

I nod. Even though my arms are a little tired, I’m jacked up on adrenaline and so fucking turned-on I’d happily try any sex-nastics position he suggested.

He’s straddling me, his cock right above my face. Holy hell, this is new, but Leo gently coaxes me. “Lean your head back, that’s right. See how your mouth and throat are in alignment.” He runs a finger up over my throat. “It’ll make taking me deep easier. Now open.” He slowly lowers his cock into my open mouth, only feeding me the tip for now, but letting me play, licking the pre-cum off the head and wetting his length.

“You control how deep you take me,” he says, his breaths already coming short and fast. “Just breathe through your nose, and if it ever gets too much, push me away.”

I hum my assent, opening my jaw further. Letting him slide in, inch by inch, he edges his length towards the back of my throat. It’s a lot, I’m not going to lie, but it’s also a crazy turn-on as Leo throws his head back, muffled curse words slipping between his lips. He sounds like he’s losing his shit, and I love that I’m doing this to him, that he’s barely keeping himself under control because of me.

When the head of his cock finally hits the back of my throat, I freeze, my gag reflex activated. Leo stands above me still as stone. “Breathe through your nose,” he urges, his voice husky. “And relax your throat.”

Should I push him away? It’s uncomfortable, my throat being full and my gag reflex triggered, but I really want this. For both of us.

Breathe. Relax. Breathe. Relax.

I hold him deep for about ten seconds before I have to retreat for a moment. I’m still sucking him, lavishing his beautiful cock with my lips and tongue. He’s panting hard, like he’s just run a marathon, and hearing him come apart like that makes me want to try again for him.

I suck him to the back of my throat. The second time is easier. My gag reflex doesn’t get triggered, and I am able to breathe more steadily, even enjoying the feeling of my mouth and throat being full of him. The third time taking him deep, I’m able to move my head a little up and down his shaft, which sets Leo off. His muscles ripple, a visible shudder coursing through his torso.

“You suck it so good, butterfly. Fuck, so good.” I grasp the base of his cock with one hand as my lips close around his head. Moaning in pleasure, so he can feel the vibrations around his shaft. I continue taking him deep, my hand and mouth work in tandem, as saliva trails down my chin

It’s so intense—for me, and judging by his moans and groans, for him as well—I know he’s on the verge of spilling down my throat, the taste of pre-cum already filling my mouth.

“Are you going to take my cum?” Leo asks, but he already knows the answer. Like each time before, I will lap up every drop. With him, it’s like an addiction. Sensing his need, I increase the tempo.

Grabbing my hair so my mouth is at the exact angle he needs, he starts thrusting, hitting the back of my throat, and then holding it there. But I swear I’m a pro now. Even though tears leak from my eyes, I don’t gag, I’m able to breathe too despite my mouth being used for his pleasure.

It’s so fucking hot I press my legs together to control the ache. My chest squeezes, my core thrums, and an overwhelming urge to see him undone hits me hard.

“You’re so beautiful on your knees, letting me fuck your face like this.” Leo is a champion dirty-talker, and he knows it turns me on as much as him. “You’re such a good little whore for me, butterfly. And now you’ll swallow me down. Every. Last. Drop.”

His shoulders brace and his head snaps back as he floods the back of my throat. It’s a lot. I try to swallow him down, but some of his release escapes from my mouth and drips down my chin.

I lift my gaze to find a cocktail of desire and amazement written across Leo’s features.

“I’ll never forget this sight, Aly. Not as long as I live.”

Desire spreads from my core, radiating outwards like wildfire. I know he’ll take care of me later, for now I just want to be in this moment with him.

Leo helps me off the floor and carries me to his bed. He sits me down, brings me a glass of water, and pulls me into his huge chest.

“Was that okay?” he asks, eyebrows knitted together in concern. “Did I hurt you?”

My throat feels a little raw, but I’m definitely not hurt. I feel… great. “I’m fine,” I assure him. “I actually really liked it. What about you?”

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