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I stared up into his blazing blue eyes and tried to withdraw my hand but he didn’t let me. “You’re intolerable.”
“I’ve been called worse.” His hand curved around mine, lifting my palm until his cock slid beneath my hand, then his fingers curled with mine around his thickening length. “Harder, Wrenlee,” he murmured softly. His eyes never left mine, though his lips parted.
Short breaths huffed from him, and rather than look down at our joined hands I kept my gaze locked with his.
“Is this how you usually like to wake up?” I ask coyly, getting used to the feel of him in my hand, glad he works his cock with me as I’d struggle to hold him that hard alone.
“I like to wake up with a pretty girl,” he acknowledged, “but you? I’ll wake up next to you every day of my damn life if you let me.”
Despite knowing his words were fueled by lust and proximity, my heart jerked at that little proposition.What is wrong with me?I met him yesterday, for fuck’s sake. But my traitorous little heart wanted to buy into Napoleon Lancaster’s empty promises. Supremely annoyed with myself, I worked him a little harder, if only to hear his breath shorten and the groan that ripped from him.
“Making promises like that is dangerous, little Emperor,” I teased. “Someone might think you’re serious.” There’s power in getting a man to make noises like that. I reversed my grip and he let me, keeping our fingers tangled as he helped me work him in long, hard pumps.
“Who the fuck says I’m not serious?” The languid energy of a moment before shattered, replaced by the beast that rose from within him.
Leon’s hand pressed between my shoulder blades, holding me to him as he rolled on top of me. I stared up at him, hardly breathing as his mouth grazed over mine. The weight of him was delicious, all the warmth and need and protective at once. His hips worked hard, fucking my hand and his as he ground into me. His knuckles hit all the right places in a perfectly rough rhythm.
Pleasure rushed through me until I raised my legs, wrapping them around his thighs. Leon let out a moan, his forehead dropping to rest against mine. I’d never escape those startlingblue eyes that saw straight through to my soul, and I never wanted to.
“Don’t stop,” I gasped as he slowed.
Leon’s hand closed around mine in a vice grip. “This what you want right now, Wrenlee? Because I’ll be inside you in a breath.”
“I want this.” I whimpered as he slammed forward, his knuckles bruising my clit. “Like that. Pease,” I begged, writhing beneath him.
“Whatever you want, gorgeous.” His mouth found mine in a searing kiss that lasted an instant, then he was gone and I was pinned beneath his gaze again. “But I get to watch you unravel.”
His body jerked after a second, his teeth clenching hard with the effort not to lose himself first.
I shook my head. “I want you to come because you can’t control it,” I whispered, my breath ragged.
“And I want to be inside you, fucking you til the house echoes with your screams.Fuck.” He let out a long breath. “Come with me, Wrenlee. Break for me.”
I did as he asked, grinding back into him and working a hand to capture where ours were linked, pushing down hard. The added pressure at the right place threw me under, submerging me in a world of deafening pleasure, removed from everything and everyone but him.
Warmth covered my hand as my throat ached with my scream. Leon’s mouth crushed mine, his tongue thrusting in so deep I had to widen my lips to accommodate him.
He eased back, panting, and cupped my cheek. “Fuck, but you’re beautiful.”
I lay there, lost in the feel of him, or us together, and realised we came like that without going deep. “Holy fuck,” I whispered, unlocking my legs from around him. My heels slid over his ass, resting loosely on the backs of his thighs. “That was everything.”
“Good to know it was the same for you, kitten.” He kissed me gently, unwinding our fingers. I flexed gently, withdrawing my hand. “Are you on birth control?”
“Yeah,” I breathed, unsure I could deal with anything more right now. “But my– I’m sensitive,” I whispered, heat flooding my cheeks, creeping to the tops of my breasts. “I’m not sure I can...”
Leon smiled, a relaxed but still wicked creation that lifted me out of my bliss induced haze. “Don’t move for me. Not for a bit.”
I frowned as he gently pushed my hands away from between us, resting my wrists at my sides. What are you doing?”
“Let me take care of you. No point letting this go to waste.”
He cupped my battered pussy with the sort of tenderness I’d equate with a loving gesture of a couple at least half a year in. But Leon looked at me like I was the most precious thing in his world. His fingers massaged me, swirling through the mixed mess we made on my slippered, bare skin. The motion soothed, and I spread my legs wider, sinking into his bed and closing my eyes.
“Oh,” I breathed, unable to make real words. “That’s good.”
“You deserve it for taking that from me, kitten.” He coated me with our combined fluids, skating over the swollen skin and gently circled my clit. “Gonna fall apart just for me again?”
Usually I objected to cat related nicknames but from him...Leon was different.
