Chapter 12
GAbrIELLA
We were greedy, absolutely ravenous for one another.
No matter how many times we reconnected, we’d barely catch our breath before a light spark reignited the never-ending passion flaring beneath.
We were chasing years of memories and longstanding desires that were finally being satiated.
After our latest round, Leo went to get some drinks, and I took advantage of the reprieve by stepping beneath the running showerhead. A smug smile pulled on my lips as the warm spray of water massaged my tender flesh.
The air shifted as he stepped in behind me, his bare chest pressing into my spine.
“Okay, darling?”
“More than okay,” I hummed.
“Let me take care of you,” he said before he dispensed some soap and massaged my aching body. With his magical touch, my muscles unwound, and my lids lagged from fatigue—the best kind.
Leonardo was caring and attentive, cleaning me spotless until his roaming fingers lowered between my legs, his hard cock pushing into my ass.
Despite my sensitive core, the desperate hussy couldn’t help but pulse with want.
I luxuriated in his hold, happy to be enveloped in his trustworthy arms as he explored and played with me.
But as he went to pull away, I caught his wrist, preventing his retreat.
He nipped my earlobe. “I think you’re all clean now.”
“Really?” I said with a pout. “But I still feel so dirty, Leo. You must have missed a spot.”
He took note of my lust-filled invitation and accepted. “Is that so?” He hummed. “Let me see what I can do.”
I was abruptly turned, my back hitting the cool, tiled wall as Leo lowered to his knees before me.
My stare trailed down his wet, naked body, the cascade of water accentuating his chiselled chest and the beautiful cock bobbing between his legs. I licked my lips.
Just as the thought of swallowing Leo’s dick registered, he managed to lift one of my thighs over his shoulder, then spread my pussy lips for his inspection.
“Ahh, you’re right, my dirty girl. Looks like I’ll have to do a more thorough job,” he mumbled before his talented tongue curled around my clit. Then his lips sucked me into his wet heat.
My fingers twisted in his dark hair to force him closer. With the way I was riding his face, I doubted he would be able to breathe, yet I didn’t fucking care. And neither did he, based on the desperate groans rumbling from his chest.
All too soon, overwhelming pleasure struck through me with the force of a live electrical wire. My weight fell heavy against the wall as my legs shook around Leo’s head.
Then, the sex god himself tilted back, his eyes blazing grey like molten steel. “Satisfied, my Ella?”
I giggled. “For now.”
After we finished our shower and dried off, we jumped into bed completely naked. What was the point in putting on clothes? We luxuriated in each other’s bodies, not wanting to lose the precious connection we had built.
Leo was on his back, stroking down my spine as I snuggled into his side, my head on his solid chest.
We remained in comfortable silence. Everything was spoken through our touch, each subtle press of our fingertips leaving a lasting impression that engraved bone-deep.
I held zero regrets, happy and content with how things had progressed. And I guessed Leonardo felt the same, based on his hard length that never seemed to be fully sated.
My palm lowered down his abdomen, ready to take hold, before he caught my hand in his own.
“Ignore my little buddy, Ella. He can’t help but misbehave around you.”
I yawned. “No. I don’t want you left aching.”
“And I don’t want to hurt you,” he said. “Plus, you’re tired. Rest. Little buddy isn’t going anywhere, especially now that he’s had a taste of you.”
“You’d never hurt me.” I shifted, making sure he could see my face and read my sincerity. “I belong to you, Leo, in every way. And that means I want you to have access to me at all times.”
“All times?”
I bit into my lip, contemplating whether I should tell him the truth. I had never spoken my darkest desires out loud before, never even dared to ask Nico, knowing he would look at and treat me differently.
But Leo was not him. I’ve never felt this safe before or experienced this level of intimacy.
“Tell me, darling,” he said, analysing me entirely too well. “Name it, and it’s yours.”
“I want you to use my body, Leo. Whenever you need pleasure, I want you to find release in me… even if I’m unconscious or asleep.”
He gulped. “That’s truly what you want? What you desire?”
Wanton heat flushed over my skin at the mere insinuation.
“Yes. Just the thought of you being so desperate for me that you can’t even wait another second for me to wake.
..” I sighed. “Leo, I long to rouse with you already inside me, taking what you need, what only I can provide for you. Oh, my—yes, that’s what I want. What I desire. Very much.”
His features were sharp as he clocked my serious expression, which made me pause. Then panic. Then backtrack.
“I know it isn’t for everyone. That you might not like the thought of—”
Leo cut off my frightened words with a delicious kiss. “You were made for me, Ella, fucking born to be mine. Sleep, darling. Let me fulfil your wildest fantasies.”
Anticipation sat heavily in my chest, my heart rate taking a long time to restabilise. Can it really be this easy? Are we that compatible that he will just accept this side of me so openly, freely?
I snuggled closer, sinking into his warmth, my lids fluttering closed as my exhausted body pulled me down into slumber. The last thing I processed was the imprint of excitement at finally receiving everything I had ever wanted.