51. Lucy
Lucy
He licks his lips. “Mmm salty.”
I run my fingers through his hair, pulling him down to me so I can kiss him. I tease my tongue against his, lapping and sucking.
“Fuck, Luce,” he groans against my mouth.
He drags his mouth along the hinge of my jaw and down the side of my neck. Goosebumps race across my skin as I whimper. With his hands on my waist, he presses me up against the wall.
He pulls down the neckline of my top and the cup of my bra. Then he dips his head down and runs his tongue over the hard bud. He teases softly, in slow circles, then gently presses his teeth into the sensitive skin of my nipple.
My eyes roll back, and I moan. My pussy aches. It’s like there’s an invisible string connecting my clit to my nipples. Every swirl of his tongue makes my clit throb.
“Oh god,” I rasp. My thighs are quivering, and my panties are soaked.
He presses his broad body against mine, pinning me between him and the wall. I feel the unmistakable hardness of his erection along my hip.
“Should we go upstairs?” I ask in a breathy voice.
He leans back, a wicked look in those earthy, brown eyes. A devilish smile tugs at his lips. “No.”
He drops to his knees.
I gasp as he undoes my jeans and pulls them down.
“Leo, what are you doing?”
He glances up at me and quirks an eyebrow. “What does it look like I’m doing?”
“We can’t do this here,” I rasp as he gently drags his knuckles over my panties, right across my clit. I whimper, then press my lips shut. “What if someone hears?”
“I don’t care.” His voice is low and rough. Like gravel. “I have to have you, Luce. Right now.”
The desperate growl in his tone makes my pussy ache. He gently circles his thumb over my clit, and then he licks me over my panties. I let out a sound that’s a mix between a gasp and a moan.
“You think I can make you come licking your pussy over your panties?” He drags his tongue roughly over the thin, delicate fabric. “I bet I could.”
Pleasure throbs through me. I close my eyes and lean my head back, breathing harder.
He presses a kiss to the inside of my thigh. “Do you want me to stop?” he asks against my skin.
Arousal floods through my entire body.
I shake my head, catching myself off guard. Normal me would tell him to stop. But I’m not that girl right now.
Right now, I’m more turned on than I’ve ever been. And I want to come. So bad.
“Talk to me, Luce. Tell me what you want me to do to you.”
I gaze down at him, savoring the hazy, aroused look in his mahogany eyes.
“Keep going,” I whimper. “Please.”
A wicked grin pulls at his lips. He holds my gaze as he glides his tongue up and down my pussy. Then he focuses on my clit, circling fast and hard.
He pulls away, and I whine. “Say please again,” he orders.
I shiver at his rough, bossy tone. At how much he loves it when I beg. “Please, Leo. I need your mouth. I need your tongue…”
He goes back to tonguing my clit over my panties, and I whimper. My knees buckle as the pleasure winds tighter, radiating up my belly and chest.
“Oh my god…” I babble before clamping my mouth shut.
Even with the barrier of fabric from my panties, this feels so good. He’s working his mouth and tongue harder and rougher than normal.
My leg muscles start to twitch and shake, so I slump against the wall and tug both hands in his hair to steady myself.
He teases me for another minute before he leans away. I whine at the loss of contact, but he just flashes a smug grin.
“You think I’m done with you, Luce?”
He hooks his fingers over my panties and pulls them to the side.
His eyes are hazy as he gazes at my pussy. “Fuck, I love how wet you get for me.”
Just hearing the rough rumble of his words sends heat racing through my entire body.
He pulls my clit between his lips. He runs his tongue over it, and then he sucks. Hard.
Orgasm hits me like a freight train. It’s sudden and powerful and earth-shattering.
My jaw unhinges as I let out a whimper that turns into a scream. I can’t help it. The suction he’s giving to my clit is insane.
Heat and pleasure twist through my entire body. My belly is bottoming out. My heart is pounding, and I’m breathing so fast and so hard.
I can’t think straight. All my thoughts are scattered and fuzzy. All I can process is how fucking amazing it feels when Leo sucks on my clit.
My legs finally give out, and I slump forward, but he props me up between his chest and the wall.
When I start to hit that too-sensitive point, I gently push his face away. I gaze down at him, blinking until my vision refocuses.
“You okay?” There’s a smug lilt to his tone. Like he knows exactly how hard he rocked my world.
I open my mouth to speak, but I can’t get my mouth to work or words to form. I try for a few seconds, but then I just let out a drunk-sounding laugh and shake my head.
“Having some trouble talking, huh?” he says with a cocky smile.
I playfully smack his shoulder. A moment later, I can finally speak.
“You’re so smug,” I say.
That cocky grin doesn’t budge. “Can you blame me? I went down on you so well that you couldn’t talk. That’s pretty impressive work on my part.”
My head falls back as I laugh. He moves my panties back into place, then pulls up my jeans and zips them up.
When he stands back up, he wipes his mouth on the back of his hand. Then he kisses me until I can’t breathe.
I grab his hard dick over his pants. He grunts into my mouth.
“Don’t worry about me,” he says.
“But I really want you.”
He just grins and tucks his hard cock into the waistband of his pants. “Later. Tonight is all about you.”
My heart skids in my chest at how much he’s spoiling me and doting on me.
He grabs my hand and opens the pantry door. When we walk out of the kitchen and into the living room, everyone starts cheering and whistling.
“Damn. Well done, you two,” Nick says to us.
My face is on fire. Crap. They heard us. They heard me.
I glance up at Leo, who’s blushing but also laughing.
Nick walks up to him and claps a hand on his back. “I feel like I need a cigarette after that.”
He heads into the kitchen, and everyone bursts out laughing, even me.
Leo peers down at me and kisses my cheek. “Don’t be embarrassed. It’s not a big deal.”
I catch Poppy, Anna, and Briar smiling and giving me a thumbs-up.
Everyone goes back to their conversations. I let out a soft laugh of disbelief. I’m still embarrassed, but it’s nice that everyone is joking around, not making it into a big deal.
Leo leads me to the couch and sits down, then pulls me onto his lap.
“Having a good time, birthday girl?” he asks.
“The best time. Thank you for doing all this for me. You didn’t have to.”
Intensity flashes in his gaze.
“I wanted to. I’d do anything in the world for you, Luce.”
That giddy, happy feeling I’ve felt this whole night burrows deep in my chest, somewhere far inside my heart.
That’s when I know I’ve caught major feelings for Leo.