Chapter 16 – Leo
One Time is All it Takes
Leo
WHEN I PICK Maddie up from Hazel’s, she’s fucking glowing. Grinning from ear to ear while everyone waves and blows kisses to her as they walk to their own cars.
Shifting into drive, I get out of their way since I’m blocking at least a couple of them in. “I take it you had a good time?”
“I did.” Maddie turns her grin my way. “They were all so nice.”
“Good.” I reach over to take her hand in mine. “Anything interesting happen?”
Maddie’s smile freezes and she looks a little surprised by my question.
Maybe girls’ night is sacred. Something no one discusses outside the safety of the feminine circle.
Like fight club, but with more wine and less drama.
“Nope.” She pops the P in a way that draws my gaze to her full lips. “We just ate a bunch of sushi and talked.”
I clear my throat, dragging my eyes back to the road where they belong. “Sounds way more exciting than my night.” I lean back in my seat, trying to look like the sight of Maddie happy isn’t going straight to my dick. “Abuela and I just hung out with Cupcake and watched television.”
Maddie sits up a little straighter. “You went to my abuela’s?”
“I called to make sure she was doing okay and didn’t need anything since I had some free time on my hands, and she invited me over so she could teach me how to feed you properly.” I grin. “She taught me how to make picadillo and pineapple coconut agua fresca.”
Maddie’s dark brows lift. “Yeah?” She looks impressed. “Were there any leftovers?”
“Want to check my work?” I turn into my subdivision. “Because Cupcake said it was perfect.”
Maddie rolls her eyes. “Cupcake licks her own butt.”
My laugh is overly loud thanks to the confines of my car, but I can’t help it. “All that’s left is some of the agua fresca, and I really hope it tastes better than Cupcake’s butt.”
Maddie grins at me as I pull into the driveway and park. “I’m not sure we’ll ever know, because I’m not licking her butt to find out.”
I love getting to see this side of Maddie. The comfortable side. The silly side. The relaxed side. I want more of it.
And I’m happy to do what it takes to get there.
I hold her hand as we follow the path to the front door. Once inside, I go straight to the fridge and pull out the pitcher Abuela sent home with me. I pour Maddie a tall glass and offer it up for judgment.
She takes a sip, eyes closing on a smile. “I love pineapple coconut agua fresca."
"I know." I slide the pitcher back into the fridge. "That’s why your grandmother showed me how to make that one.”
I like having Abuela on my side. It makes me feel a little less like it’s just me and Maddie against the world.
I also like the insider information she feeds me. It helps me make sure Maddie builds more and more good memories to snuff out the rest. Just like this one—the first time she enjoys her favorite drink with me in the home I’m becoming more and more convinced she should move into permanently.
I just have to figure out how to get her there.
When Maddie’s drink is gone, I take her glass, rack it in the dishwasher, then follow her down the hall to the bedroom we’ve been sharing for over two weeks now.
As I enter the room behind her, Maddie turns to face me, and I nearly choke on my tongue.
We’ve enjoyed each other plenty while she’s been in my bed, but it’s always been a slow roll.
Kissing that moves into touching and usually ends with my face between her thighs.
That’s why I’m stunned into silence when Maddie lifts her chin and peels away her shirt, dropping it to the floor. Her eyes never leave mine as she strips away every stitch of clothing on her body until she’s standing in front of me, fully and gloriously naked.
I don’t know what in the hell brought this on, but I’m going to bet it has something to do with my sister and her friends.
I’m gonna owe them.
Because right now there’s no sign of caution or fear on Maddie’s pretty face.
Only challenge.
Like she’s daring me to deny her after promising I’d give her anything she wanted.
“Well, Miss Miller.” I take her in, following the curves of her body with my gaze. “It appears you have plans for us tonight.” I step closer, my hands itching to touch her skin. “What do you have in mind?”
Maddie’s lips dart across her lips as she looks me over, watching as I peel away my shirt and toss it to the floor. A little of her confidence seems to dissipate, and she shifts on her bare feet. “What do you have in mind?”
I don’t push her. I’m fucking proud as hell that she’s made it this far. Thrilled she’s comfortable enough with me to try her hand at initiation. If she’s not quite ready to make demands, that’s okay.
I’m happy to offer suggestions.
“I want the same thing I always want.” My mouth starts to water at the thought. “To feel you come under my tongue.”
Maddie whimpers a little at my words and I’d swear her thighs clench.
“You like that? You like knowing I want to taste you?”
I’m easy to please. Especially when it comes to times like this. As long as Maddie’s having fun, I’m having fun. I love watching her tremble. Feeling her shake. Hearing her say my name as she works her pretty pussy against my tongue.
This time I just have to survive the night without shooting a load in my pants and embarrassing myself. “Tell me, Maddie. Tell me you like hearing how fucking much I want you.”
“I like it.” It’s barely a whisper, but it’s a start.
“What else do you like, Miss Miller?” I want her to know nothing is off limits with me. If she wants it, I’ll give it to her. All she has to do is say the word.
“I don’t know.” The words are still soft. Still a little hesitant.
I know she wants to figure out how to be in charge, and there’s nothing I want more than to help her.
“Liar.”
Her eyes widen.
“You like my mouth on your nipples.” I lean down and catch one to prove my point, forcing myself not to be distracted by the way it puckers under my tongue.
Maddie’s fingers are immediately in my hair. “I do like that.”
“Where else do you like my mouth, Miss Miller?” She whimpers just a little when my fingers find her clit. “Tell me to give you what you want.”
She sucks her lip between her teeth, eyes falling closed as I work her pussy, circling with just enough pressure to have her breathing fast and short.
Then I stop.
She cries out, her eyes flying open to lock on mine.
“Tell me what you want.”
For a second, I don’t think she will. But then something terribly perfect happens.
Something I never expected. Something that’s going to make this infinitely more difficult than I expected.
Heat flashes in her eyes, and the side of Maddie I want to feed and nurture edges closer. The side that’s learning to wield the feminine power she has over me.
Her full lips curl into a smile that could terrify a man. “I don’t want your mouth.” Her next words set my whole body on fire. “I want your cock.”
Before I can decide where to go from here, her hands are ripping open my fly, shoving into the space she made, and wrapping around my ready dick. I suck in a breath as her soft palm slides down my length. “Tell me what you like, Leo.”
She’s turning my words back at me, and I kinda love it. “I like when you come on my hand.”
Her grip on me tightens. “What else?”
“I like when you come on my face.” I thrust into her warm fist. “I like when you say my name like it’s a fuckin’ prayer.” I pull back and shove into her hand again, fucking her palm the way I desperately want to fuck her. “I like when you grind on me. Use me to feel good.”
Maddie sucks in a breath and it shoots straight to my dick, making it flex uncomfortably against the confines of my jeans. Reaching down, I shove them lower, so I can enjoy her touch completely unhindered.
Her hands are on me in an instant. One stroking my dick and the other cradling my balls in the way she knows I like. It feels so fucking good my vision blurs for a second. “I like when you touch me.”
“I like when you touch me too.” Maddie pulls away, stealing the warmth of her touch as she backs toward the bed to perch on the edge of the mattress. “So you should come over here and touch me.”
I shuck my pants, kicking them and everything else off as I take two long strides to wrap an arm around her waist. Pulling her naked body against mine, I drag her with me to the center of the mattress. Kneeling over her, I take in everything about the moment. “You’re fucking perfect.”
She starts to shake her head. To argue with me.
I won’t let her. Leaning down until she can’t see anything but me, I say the words she needs to hear. “You are a fucking force who doesn’t know her strength, Miss Miller.” I drink her in, breathe the scent of her skin deep into my lungs. “But you will. I’ll make sure of it.”
And I’ll take down anyone who gets in her way.
Maddie stares up at me, her voice soft when she says, “No one’s ever believed in me the way you do.”
“That’s because no one’s ever seen you the way I do.”
I’ve never wanted anyone the way I want her. Never needed to be wanted back the way I do. This thing with Maddie is different. Has been from the minute I laid eyes on her the night of the party. I know it.
She knows it.
Maddie’s hands fist into my hair as I lean close, the head of my dick notching against her. I stop, savoring the moment. The second where we’re caught between the before and the after.
Because after this, I won’t be able to walk away from her. I can feel it to my bones.
Her legs hook around mine, thighs spread wide as her hands move from my hair to my ass, gripping tight as she tries to force my body into hers. “Leo, please.”
I’m not trying to make her beg. I’m just trying to take my time. To do this right. I’m never going to get a second shot at this, and I want it to be perfect.
Everything she wants and more.
“Shh.” I grab Maddie’s arms, pulling them free so I can lace my fingers with hers, pressing our joined hands into the pillows above her head. “I’ll get there. I promise.”
I sink into her slowly. Carefully. It’s more for my benefit than hers. I wish I could say it’s because I want to memorize the feel of her body engulfing mine, but at this point I’m just trying to hang on until I give her what she needs.
Deserves.
“Leo.”
The needy whine of my name is almost more than I can take. “You’re killing me, sweetheart.”
“You feel so good.” She arches under me as I pull back, whimpering as my dick slides almost free. “More, Leo. Please.”
I’m going to die. Right here. Right now. Hearing her beg for me is going to have me finishing before I even get started.
I’m gonna need to change tactics. I wanted this to be slow and sweet, but the chance of that happening is being chipped away with every word coming from Maddie’s lips.
I shouldn’t have egged her on her the way I did. I should have waited till we’d done this a few... hundred times. Then maybe I’d make it through the begging.
But damn, she’s fucking beautiful when she owns what she wants. It’s one more reason I’m worried I might fail this test. Might make her think I won’t really give her what she wants the way I claim I will.
Her hands slide from my grip to run over my skin with a touch that alternates between soft and rough. Slow and fast. Her fingers dig into my arms then ghost across my back.
And her mouth is still going, hammering another nail into my coffin with every ragged word that slips through those beautiful lips.
“Harder.”
“Deeper.”
“Faster.”
Maddie dishes out demands like she’s never held them back in her life.
Each one pushes me on, shoving me over that edge I’m trying to cling to.
I want to give her what she wants more than anything, but damned if those same wants aren’t setting me on fire in the worst way, threatening to take the little bit of sanity I still have.
“Leo?” Her hands are shoved in my hair, pulling tight. She uses her grip on my hair to force me to look at her. Her skin is flushed, eyes hooded with unmet need, dark hair wild across my pillows.
It’s a vision I’ve imagined a thousand times. Will always remember.
I push into her until our bodies meet. “What do you want? Tell me so I can give it to you.”
Her hands slide free of my hair then move down my body, coasting over my chest and stomach until her fingers are between us, gliding to the point where I disappear into her. Her pupils dilate, and a small moan slips from her.
I push up on my hands, putting space between our bodies. “Watch me fuck you, Miss Miller.” I pull almost free and look up to watch her watch us. Her lips part, eyes locked on the place where her body envelops mine.
I ease back into her, slow and smooth.
“Oh.” She pushes up on her elbows, gaze never leaving my cock as it moves in and out of her pussy. I watch her, loving the lust in her eyes. The pink on her cheeks. Knowing it’s not from embarrassment, but from desire.
For me.
“Leo.” Her head drops back, eyes falling closed, breasts shoved high.
I pull one into my mouth, pretending I don’t hear the sounds coming from her. Don’t feel the clench of her around me. I can’t think about it. Can’t let myself go. Not yet.
Not until I know she will come with me.
I slide my hand between us. Finding her clit, I work it with gentle strokes, hoping it’s enough. I need her to come and I need her to do it now. I release her breast and lick up to her neck. “Come for me, Maddie.”
She doesn’t make me tell her twice. And thank God. Because I wouldn’t have been asking next time.
I would have been begging.
I grit my teeth and fight through her orgasm, keeping my pace as long as I can until there’s no more stalling.
My balls pull tight as the room starts to spin and the ringing in my ears drowns out any sound as I fall into her, cock jerking in her tight heat, almost forgetting to catch my weight as I go down.
And I’m going down.
If I didn’t know it before, this solidifies it.
I belong to Maddie Miller. Body, heart, and soul.