Chapter 10
10
Brylee
Leo, the sex god, is the kind of person who doesn't just give you sex, he gives you an experience. An experience that leaves you breathless, wanting more, and craving for his touch. He knows exactly how to please a woman, and I am no exception. He has a way of making you beg for more before he even touches you. One orgasm isn’t enough. I need them ALL.
As I sit there, against the wall, my body still trembling from the mind-blowing orgasm, Leo slowly moves closer, his eyes full of desire and darkening. He grabs my hand, helping me to my feet, and guides me to the couch. He sits down on the couch, looking up at me through his lashes as he grabs my hand, pulling me close. The scent of his cologne mixed with his natural musk has me swooning.
“See… you wanted me as much as I needed you.” I crossed my arms over my breasts.
Leo reaches up and brushes a lock of hair away from my face, his touch feather-light as it grazes my cheek. “Ready for round two?”
My breath hitches as I nod. Our lips crash together, fireworks exploding, and he grips the back of my neck. “I’ll never get over how amazing that feels.”
“I’ll never forget about soft your skin always is.” Leo’s hands gently trace down my spine, his touch sending shivers down my back. With every caress, every soft whisper against my skin, I am surrendering to the ecstasy that is to come.
“You had a rough day, huh?” he asks.
He has no idea. This debacle is going to keep me up at night, but nights like this with him will put me to sleep after using so much energy. It is exactly what I need. “Yes.”
“Okay, princess. You deserve this,” he says, right before spreading my thighs and putting his tongue straight to my clit.
Here I am, sitting straight up on the couch, watching this handsome man in between my legs. He devours me like I'm his favorite meal. My hands clench the cushions as two fingers slip inside.
“Is your day getting better, princess?” he mutters.
As he does, he pumps faster, and then sucks on me, causing me to let completely go and bask in the fucking glory of Leo Harrison and his handiwork.
He wipes his lips, coming up for air, giving me a moment to come down from the high. In that moment, the thought of spending the rest of my days, with nights like this, is like winning the fucking lottery. I would be the luckiest girl in the world. Yet, there are still so many other things that need to be worked on first. For most men, this would be the end of the road, but Leo didn’t do anything half-ass. He put in hard and exhausting work.
The soft, plush cushions enveloping and cradling our bodies as his tongue explores every inch of my body. The texture and warmth of the leather is heightening the experience.
He lays me down and his eyes darkened again. The look he gives me when he feels himself inside me is enough to send any woman over the edge, but the growl does it for me, every single time.
Something tells me that tonight isn’t just about me having a bad day. He has some pent-up frustrations too, and this is what we both need.
“You feel so fucking good. Like you were made just for me, princess. We’ll talk, but if I could have you every night, and wake up to you every morning, I’d be the luckiest guy in the world.”
As he continues to thrust into me, the orgasm builds. My walls clench tightly around his cock, pulling him in deeper. I let out a primal moan, hands clawing at his back, trying to pull him in even closer.
He reaches down with one hand and cups my breast, thumb brushing against my nipple. The sensation is enough to push me over the edge. My hips buck wildly against his, nails digging into his back, leaving marks that will be a constant reminder of my pleasure.
“Yes, Brylee, let go,” Leo murmurs into my ear, his voice like a salve to my soul. “Give in to the pleasure, let your body surrender.”
The steady throb of his cock, paired with his soft pledges of love and surrender, is too much for me to handle. I am like a wild beast, climax rushing towards me at a breakneck speed. The crescendo of my orgasm hits.
“Good girl. There ya go. Come for me!”
My mouth flies open, screaming out in pleasure, and he continues pounding inside until he finds his own release.
Breathing heavily, he pulls out and collapses beside me on the couch, one arm drapes over my shoulders, possessively protecting me. The leather creaks under his weight as he pulls me close, our sweaty bodies slick against one another. Our hearts races in tandem, the room filled with adrenaline and passion. It is intoxicating, a heady mix that leaves me flooded and completely satisfied. His hand travels down my back, gently massaging the tension out of my muscles, his touch tender and soothing.
His chest rumbles as he chuckles, a warm, deep sound. “We are pathetic, you know that?”
“What do you mean?”
His eyes lock on mine and darken. “Thinking even for a second we belong with anyone else.”
It is in moments like these I realize how much I truly love this man. But love didn’t make things easier. There are still problems I need to fix before I can jump back in with him again. He deserves that.
“So, is everything alright?”
“Just have a lot going on, but glad I came over tonight. Somehow, you make everything better.”
He chuckles, running his fingers through my hair. “That’s why I’m here. To make everything better for you.”
The room is still, the only sound being our breathing.
“You know, when I touch you like this,” Leo whispers, moving his hand in circles on my thigh, “I feel like I can do anything, accomplish anything… you make my world a thousand times better.”
Hearing these words strikes a chord, especially with the knowledge that I up and left him all those years ago. I’ve heard from several people how damaged he was, but there was no way I could ever make that better. After everything, he still loved me unconditionally. What did I do to deserve this man?
“Can we talk about us? I’d really like at least a little bit of clarification where we stand…”
I can’t be mad at him for asking, since I showed up at his doorstep and practically threw myself at him… but that didn’t mean I am ready to talk about taking the next step. Things are great with just sex right now and maybe it is best to keep it that way. If I hurt him again, I’d never be able to forgive myself. “Leo, I want to be with you, but there are so many things that I need to work out before we can do that.”
My past with my father really fucked me up, and honestly even with an amazing man like Leo, my doubt and insecurities will come flooding back, and I never want to put him through that situation again. “I’ve got some things coming up. After that, we can revisit this. Maybe for now, we can just enjoy nights like this… often, I hope?”
He takes my hand in his. “I want you to be okay. You just saying that you aren’t ready shows me you are more aware of whatever made you leave me before. I’m not going anywhere, princess.”