62. Lucy
Lucy
Irest my hands on Leo’s chest and push him down on the bed. And then I kiss him.
It’s electric, this kiss.
Every time I kiss Leo, it’s always heaven. But this time it’s better. Because I know, without a doubt, that I’m in love with him.
He hums against my lips and runs his hands up and down the sides of my body. He grips my ass, pulling me harder against his lap.
“God, Luce,” he mutters, his voice rough and low.
Need hurtles through my entire body. I need to be closer to him. I need to feel his skin on my skin.
I lean up, breaking our kiss, and start to pull off his jersey, but he stops me with a hand on mine.
“No, leave it on,” he rasps. “Seeing you in my jersey…it’s my biggest fantasy.”
His gaze falls to the jersey. And then I see it: the flicker of emotion in his gaze. His heart in his eyes.
“I’ve dreamed of having you like this, Luce. Exactly like this.”
I wonder…could he love me too?
I almost say it. I almost tell him I love him, but I stop myself.
I don’t want to drop that bomb on him right now. I don’t want him to feel pressured or like he has to say it back. Right now, I just want to be in the moment.
I pull the jersey up, so my stomach is exposed. And then I lie against his bare chest. I close my eyes and let out a breath, savoring the hot feel of his skin.
“I just want to be close to you, Leo.”
I slide my palm to the middle of his chest, where his heart is. I feel the faint thud of his heartbeat.
He reaches down and hooks his finger under my chin, tilting my head up to look at him.
“Do you feel that, Luce? Do you feel the way my heart goes crazy when I’m with you?”
He leans down and captures my mouth in a kiss. It’s achingly slow. He laps his tongue, tasting and savoring me. The teasing rhythm makes my toes curl and sends goosebumps tumbling across my skin.
We make out like that for a while, taking our time. We’re not in a rush, even though we’re both turned on like crazy. I can feel his hard cock pressed against my thigh. I’m so wet that I’m making a mess all over his leg.
We’re breathing hard, swallowing each other’s air. Our skin is hot and slick as I grind against him.
We break apart to catch our breath. Eyes closed, we rest our foreheads together. And then he gently grabs my chin.
“Open your eyes, Luce.”
I gaze up at him, mesmerized by the emotion flickering in his rich mahogany gaze.
“You have my whole heart. You know that, right?”
I nod. Even though it’s the first time he’s said that to me, I’ve felt this. From the way he’s taken care of me. From the endless wonderful things he’s done for me.
He feels so much for me.
He pushes me up his chest until I’m straddling his face.
“I need you to come on my face. I need to taste you, to feel you on my tongue.”
I cry out when he runs his tongue over my throbbing clit.
I plant my hands on the wall to steady myself as he glides his tongue up and down my slit. Then he thrusts in my pussy, and I’m screaming.
Pleasure pounds through my entire body. I feel it in every beat of my heart and every breath I take.
I start to shake while he tongue fucks me, then he pulls away and goes back to teasing and sucking my clit.
My thighs quiver, and that tell-tale ache builds in my chest. The edges of my vision start to blur. I’m so close.
But then, suddenly, he backs off. With his hands on my hips, he moves me up even farther on his face, then glides his tongue over my asshole.
“I wanna taste you here, Luce,” he rasps. “Can I do that? Can I have your ass?”
My eyes roll back at the desperation in his voice. At how filthy and naughty this is.
At just how much I want this.
I’m nodding. “Yes, Leo. Please. I want it…”
My begging turns into whimpers as he glides his tongue over my asshole. At the same time, he circles his thumb over my clit, massaging gently, just how I like it.
It’s not even a minute before I begin to see stars. Heat simmers in my pussy as my body starts to pulse and shake. He groans roughly into my pussy.
“Say my name when you come,” he orders.
The vibrations from his growled command hit my clit just right, and I fall apart.
I scream and moan and whimper. I reach down and grip his hair so I can ride his face—ride out the most intense orgasm I can ever remember having.
I’m hot and vibrating, trembling so hard. My brain shatters, and I can’t think or process. All I can do is feel. Feel just how much my body craves this man. Feel how safe I am with him. Feel how much I love him.
Emotion hikes up my chest, making everything tight. It’s even hard to breathe.
It’s all too much but exactly what I want. What I need.
He reaches up, bracing my body as I start to come down. He slides me down onto the bed, then kneels up and positions himself between my legs.
He rolls on a condom and lines up the head to my pussy, teasing it in.
“Leo?” I rasp.
“Yeah, baby?”
I hold his gaze as my pulse kicks up. “I don’t want you to hold back. Take me however you want me.” I swallow. “I trust you.”
He stares at me for a long second. And then he slides in. He fucks me slow and deep. My eyes roll back, and I grip the sheets, savoring the way he stretches me out.
He lifts my leg and rests my ankle on his shoulder, deepening the angle between us. He keeps that slow, steady pace. The pleasure inside of me deepens even more.
He turns his face to the side, then presses a whisper-soft kiss to the inside of my calf.
A rough sound rips from his throat.
“Do you have any idea what you do to me, Luce?”
He pushes the jersey up, exposing my boobs. He teases my nipple between his thumb and forefinger.
Tingles trail down my chest and belly. The heat between my thighs burns hotter. I’m shaking and whimpering.
Then he pulls out and flips me over onto my stomach. I lie there, my chest flat against the bed, my head turned to the side, as he lifts my hips up and slams inside of me.
“Leo!” I cry out. He reaches down and gently pushes my hair out of my face.
He thrust into me slow at first, but then he speeds up. His hands dig into my hips, and his breathing turns ragged. I feel the soft touch of his hand on my back.
“Seeing my name and my number on your back while I’m inside of you,” he mutters. “Fuck, Luce. You have no idea what seeing you like this does to me.”
He reaches between my legs and teases my clit with his fingertips. My pussy clenches around him as I cry out, gripping the sheets for dear life.
He leans down and kisses me. “Are you close?”
“Yes.”
He kisses me again. “Good girl. Now come hard for me. Right fucking now.”
A second later, I come all over his cock. I scream into the bedsheets. I’m so loud that my throat goes raw and my ears ring. I could swear the walls shake.
Every muscle in my body is tight from the pleasure hammering through my body. I’m drowning in this orgasm, completely overwhelmed.
White bursts cloud my vision, and my ears ring even harder this time. I’m panting hard into the sheets, catching my breath. And then I feel Leo’s soft, hot mouth on my bare back.
He’s pushed up the jersey and is trailing soft kisses along my spine. I close my eyes and hum, smiling to myself.
He pulls out and kisses my ass cheek, then gives it a soft bite. I giggle, feeling drunk on pleasure.
The mattress decompresses, and I see him stand up and throw the condom away in the nearby wastebasket. Then he’s back in bed, pulling me under the covers, and cuddling me to his chest.
He wraps his big arms around me, and I kiss the hot skin on his chest.
“Rest now,” he says softly, then kisses the top of my head.
I yawn, and my eyelids are heavy from the most insane, intense sex I’ve ever had in my life.
I lean up and look at him through sleepy eyes. He hooks his fingers under my chin, his mouth slanting up in the sexiest smile. He kisses me. And then I fall asleep, feeling content and complete.