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Leo’s warmth envelops me, relaxing my muscles as I melt into him. And I can’t help but wonder if he didn’t pluck my thoughts from my head. Because I had just been regretting the barrier that made it so I couldn’t do exactly this.
Worming closer to him, I rest my head on his shoulder, more content than I have any right to be. And I settle in to watch the movie once again. I’m familiar enough with the story that it’s easy to slip back into what’s happening despite the distraction.
Leo’s free hand rests idly on my thigh, his thumb drawing a feathery circle on the bare skin the slit has exposed. And despite myself, I can’t help but think of the small surprise I have waiting for him.
Glancing up at his face, I’m momentarily mesmerized by how gorgeous he is. The sharp line of his jaw and full lips, the perfect amount of five-o’clock shadow that makes him look both manly and dignified. It’s a wonderful contrast to the haphazard curls that seem to fall across his forehead with a mind of their own.
I love the way his curls fade into a clean haircut; the brilliant contrast is somehow a perfect representation of his personality. So sharp and sophisticated, and yet soft and carefree all at once.
As if sensing my eyes on him, Leo shifts his gaze from the screen. And when he looks at me, that unspoken spark between us lights a fire deep in my belly. His eyes flick down to my lips, and my tongue darts out instinctually to wet them.
In an instant, it feels as though the oxygen has been sucked from the air around me. My heart flutters. My lips part in search of air, and still, I can hardly breathe.
Leo’s eyes blaze with an intensity that makes me feel as if I were the only other person alive in the world. Shivers race across my skin as his hand leaves my thigh to brush the pad of his thumb gently across my full lower lip.
In a flash of heat, his touch releases my frozen lungs.
I exhale, the air passing shakily through my lips. And when Leo leans in—slowly, inch by inch—I crave his kiss more than my next breath.
It feels as though an eternity passes before our lips meet.
Then they do, and it’s as if the world is set on fire. Leo’s fingers comb back into my hair as he cradles the back of my head, holding me to him. And as his tongue darts out to deepen the kiss, mine does as well. It’s soft, tender, a kiss filled with emotion.
Sparks of anticipation flicker across my skin, raising goosebumps in their wake. I shiver as it races along my spine.
Breaking our kiss, Leo peers into my eyes. “Are you cold?” he murmurs, his warm hand moving down my neck and arm, trying to wipe the tiny bumps from existence.
“No,” I breathe.
It’s not a lie. My skin might be cool, exposed to the late evening air, but my body is on fire.
Too impatient to wait for his lips to return, I grasp the back of his strong neck and pull him to me once again. Leo responds eagerly, his arms tightening around my waist as he holds me close.
And though I’ve kissed him a hundred times before, this time, it feels different.
Tonight, it’s charged with emotion. My attraction to him is undeniable. I can scarcely understand the magnetism that draws me toward him. But when his lips meet mine, it’s as if he’s telling me he intends to lay the world at my feet.
But is it me? Are my emotions the only thing making this moment feel so meaningful?
I can no longer tell.
I’m scared to think that I’m out here on this ledge all by myself.
And scarier still is the possibility that Leo’s standing on this precipice with me.
Because I’ve spent so long thinking of ways I could bring him down, now would be the worst time imaginable for our feelings to fall into place.
My head is a tornado of conflict.
But my body is driven by a single-minded purpose.
And as my pulse races through my veins, I guide my leg over Leo’s, drawing closer, though I scarcely know to what end. Leo hums, the sound like a rumbling purr, and it releases butterflies in my stomach.
Trailing his fingers up from my calf, he explores my smooth leg, his touch light and tantalizing. He moves slowly inward, toward the warmth between my thighs. My breath hitches, my excitement rising to the breaking point as he takes his time.
His hand vanishes beneath my dress, making me throb as he explores a part of me that only he has had.
Then his fingers find the smooth, bare flesh at the summit of my legs.
