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Leon nodded, leaning down to graze his mouth over mine. I was surprised a shower of sparks didn’t flare from our skin the moment we touched and set the whole house ablaze. “We can do that. Nothing you don’t want, kitten. I promise you. If we do this, only if you want it, it’s gotta be good for you.” His forehead rested against mine and the entire world fell away.

“What about for you?” I whispered back, licking my lips that tingled, aching for his kiss.

“If I get to bury my cock in you, feel you come around me and enjoy the night, kitten, I’ll die a happy man.” His mouth crashed down on mine, leaving me arching and moaning in his arms.

I wrapped my arms around his neck, holding on as he lifted me against him, his erection raging against my belly. The heat in his kiss left me breathless and panting, and we hadn’t even started yet. The entire evening had been one giant turn on after another, and all I could think about was climbing Leon and impaling myself on his cock.

His hands trailed down my sides as he hummed against my mouth, his tongue sliding inside to tangle with mine, stroking sensuously. “Come up with me. I want to pin you to my wall like a dragon fly and fuck us both into tomorrow.”

He drowned me in frenzied kisses until I broke back, gasping and panting. “That’s hours away. And we haven’t yet...” I swallowed.

“I know.” His last kiss was hard, punishing.

He didn’t break this one, lifting me onto his hips, winding my legs around his waist until only his jeans and mine were between my heart and his hard on as he ground against me. Not letting go he walked me backwards, up the stairs while I hung on and kissed him back feverishly until deep sounds of his own ripped from his throat.

By the time we got to his bedroom door we were both fumbling and ripping at our clothing and each other’s. The need to touch bare, hot skin overwhelmed everything else.

“Gonna put you down, kitten. Christ, you taste good.” His mouth was back on mine as he lowered me to the ground where I stood on trembling legs, clinging to his biceps.

“Same,” I whispered as his thumbs brushed the curve of my breasts beneath my sweater and tee.

“You're not wearing a bra?” His hand closed on my breast as he kicked the door shut. “Damn, girl. I would have played with you out there if I knew.”

“Then I’m glad you didn’t,” I gasped, fighting the heat in my cheeks he couldn’t see in the darkened room anyway.

“You don’t like the idea of breaking in front of everyone like Sylvie did tonight? Watching her hold your hand, the way you couldn’t take your eyes off her...fuck that was hot,” he muttered into my mouth. “I’ll never object to a little girl on girl action even if I can’t touch.”

I swallowed hard, my body overheating even as he tugged my jeans down. “I- I’ve never thought about it. Hell, I can’t think like this.”

“Agreed.” His jeans were off, mine puddled on the floor somewhere near his. Leon lifted me back to his hips, winding my legs around him and linked my arms behind his neck. “I want you to hold on. Nothing else. You don’t need to do anything, except not fall. Can you try to do that?”

“Where’s the wall?” I tipped my head back. Moans ripped free from me as he licked along my exposed throat and sucked hard enough to leave marks I’d have to worry about tomorrow, because right now I didn’t care at all.

“We don’t need one. Tell me if it aches, ok? Not the good sort.”

“Why would it, fuck!” I screamed, my head still tipped back as he let my ass slide through his hands, impaling me on his raging cock as he thrust upward.

Again, and again and again. Every pulse tore at the edge of my sanity until my screams left my throat raw and my voice raspy. Then he pushed into me harder, rougher. Like he wanted to brand part of himself inside me.

I lifted my head, catching his gaze and looking right through him as my orgasm hit, rolling me as I did what he asked and clung to him.

His roar as he came left my ears buzzing with staticy white noise. We collapsed together on the floor, him still inside me, his seed dripping from my bruised pussy, and when he didn’t move, I rested my head on the crook of his shoulder, my legs and arms still knotted about him like he made me promise.

Then I closed my eyes and slept with his arms folded around me, the taste of his brand of love on my tongue.

CHAPTER ELEVEN

NAPOLEON

Ice frisked the walls as I curved my body around the oncoming Blackstone reserve player who should never have been on the ice and kissed the puck with my stick with as much grace as a fucking elephant.

The puck didn’t care about my hows and whys, and slid neatly between the blades of Blackstone’s goalie, my eighth successful shot in as many minutes. We hadn’t trounced them this good for over a year, but damn was I enjoying pulling it out for the assholes who abandoned me on the side of the highway in the desert weeks ago.

The crowd roared, lights flicked on, but all I had eyes for was the girl perched with her elbows on her knees next to Coach, her fingers interlaced tightly beneath her chin.

Damn, she was the sort of pretty that made me want to bend a knee, even though that had never been a factor in my life until she came along.

A big smile curved Wrenlee’s lips, but her eyes held concern. Her brow dipped, and she straightened, a hand held out, one finger pointing then–

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