Chapter 6 Leo
LEO
I’m fucking addicted. Now that I had a taste of Cecilia, there was no fucking way I’d let her go. Thinking of her with another man had me seeing red. When I saw the men at the charity event stare at Cecilia with lust in their eyes, I wanted to rip their fucking eyes out.
I still couldn’t believe that Cecilia wanted me to be her first, but I’ll make sure that it would be worth the wait.
I wasn’t going to hurt her…ever. I gave her another kiss then settled between her spread legs, looking down at the most gorgeous woman I’d ever laid my eyes on, staring back at me.
Her eyes were filled with desire, hungry for me and longing for more.
“I’m clean and got checked out last month,” I told her.
“I’m on the pill…go bare…I want to feel all of you,” she said, a small smile on her face, reassuring me.
My cock quickly hardened when I ate her out, her moans making my cock throb, aching to be inside her. If she told me that she didn’t want to continue, I’d respect her decision and would never force her to do anything that she wasn’t comfortable doing.
“Please, Leo,” she whimpered.
“What did you want, baby?”
“You…inside me,” she pleaded.
She didn’t need to tell me twice. I lined up the tip of my cock to her entrance, then inched inside her. Her pussy was hugging my cock so tightly, feeling so damn good. I reached her barrier and knew I had to punch my hips forward to break it, most likely causing my sweet girl pain.
“This is going to hurt, baby, but not for too long, okay?” I gazed into her eyes.
She nodded, “Okay.”
I drove in, pushing deeper and breaking her innocence. Now she was mine forever, and I definitely will never let her go.
She winced, crying out in pain, gripping the bedsheets on her sides.
“Are you okay, baby?” I asked, worried about how much pain she was in.
“I’m okay, you can move now,” she said.
“Are you sure?” I asked, my brows furrowed in concern.
“Yes, I’m okay.” She gave a reassuring smile, tilting her hips up.
I lowered my fingers to her clit, rubbing circles as I pulled back and slid back in, going slow to get her pussy adjusted to this. Her face relaxed, mewling in pleasure.
“Feels good, baby,” she moaned. “More.”
She looked like a fucking goddess, looking at me through hooded lids and pleasure washing through her body. I want to be the only one who makes her feel this way—hell, there wasn’t going to be anyone else. I wasn’t letting any man take her from me. I’ve claimed her tonight and for always.
I moved a bit faster, thrusting my hips in a steady rhythm, watching her beautiful, round tits bounce. My cock throbbed, desire building inside me.
“Harder…faster…please,” she whimpered.
“So goddamn polite asking for my cock, aren’t you baby?” I grunted.
I complied, giving her what she wanted.
“Fuck,” she cried out, holding her tits and squeezing them, her eyelids fluttered shut.
I gripped her hips, lifting her ass off the bed, then tilted my hips, hitting her deeper. My fingers rubbed her clit vigorously, needing her to orgasm again before I did. I was getting so close and didn’t know how long I’d be able to hold out.
“Are you close, baby?” I groaned.
“Yes,” she said breathily. “I’m coming.”
“Come now,” I commanded.
And like the good girl I knew she was, she detonated, her pussy clamping down on my cock in a vice, her body shuddering as wave after wave of her orgasm consumed her. It was a beautiful sight that I hoped to experience often with her.
My hips piston inside her, unable to hold back from coming any longer.
Our bodies glistened with a sheen of sweat, the sounds of our moans and skin slapping filled the air, mixing with the musky scent of sex that was thick around us.
I was panting, my heartbeat racing as I chased my orgasm, the pleasure growing inside.
I punched my hips once, twice, then slammed into her, spurting rope after rope of cum inside her tight channel.
“Fuuuck,” I groaned, my cock jerking as I emptied my balls, flooding her pussy with my cum and combining with her juices. If I thought I came hard earlier when she gave me a blow job, I was wrong. This was the hardest I’ve ever come.
“That was amazing,” she said with hooded eyes.
“You’re incredible, Cece.” I kissed her forehead, collapsing on top of her, making sure I didn’t crush her curvy body.
After my cock softened to half-mast, I pulled out and headed straight to the bathroom, grabbing a damp cloth before coming back to my sweet girl, cleaning us both up. I tossed the towel to the side and laid next to her on the bed, taking her in my arms, holding her tight.
I caressed her back as her arm draped over my abs. Shortly after, I heard her breathing even out and peered down to see that she had fallen asleep.
“Good night, sweet girl,” I whispered, then closed my eyes, falling asleep with the woman of my dreams by my side.
I groaned, stretching my body as sunlight peeked from the curtains and shone on my face. Cecilia stirred next to me, our legs tangled under the covers, her arm tightening around me.
“Morning, baby,” I greeted.
She tipped her head back, her chocolate brown eyes brilliant, sparkling with a hint of gold from the sunlight.
“Morning.” Her voice was raspy, sounding so sexy.
“How are you feeling?” I asked.
“A little sore, but I’m good.” The corners of her lips tugged, flashing a reassuring smile.
“I’ll draw you up a hot bath to ease your aching muscles.”
“You don’t have to do that—”
“Let me take care of you,” I said. “Please.”
She searched my eyes, then sighed. “Okay, but only if you join me, baby.”
I grinned, bringing my hand up and cupping her jaw, my thumb caressing her cheek.
“Of course, sweet girl.” I reluctantly got out of bed, wanting to spend a few more minutes cuddled beside her, then entered the bathroom and started her bath.
Once the water was the right temperature and ready, I went back to Cecilia, finding her lying in bed, her dark hair spilled all over the pillow. I admired her beauty and was one lucky motherfucker to have someone like her to choose me as her first everything.
I pulled the comforter back, then scooped her up in my arms, carrying her to the bathroom with her arms wrapped around my neck.
We entered the bathroom, and I lowered her in the tub before stepped inside, sitting behind her.
She leaned back against me, and I held her in my arms, enjoying this moment.
“How’s the temperature?” I asked.
“Perfect.”
I kissed the back of her head.
“Last night…” Cecilia started.
I held my breath, afraid she regretted what we did. I was scared to lose her now that I had her. I should have resisted.
“Last night felt like a dream come true,” she said, placing her hands over mine.
I let out my breath, relieved.
“Did you regret what we did?” she asked as her body stiffened.
“No, I don’t have any regrets. I wished I’d known sooner how you felt about me,” I told her, her body relaxing and molding with mine. “I haven’t been this happy in a very long time,” I admitted.
“Me either,” she said. “So, what happens now? Is this a one-time thing?”
“Of course not. I told you last night that you’re mine. I’m never letting you go, Cece. Let’s see where this relationship takes us.”
She pulled away and spun around to face me before straddling me.
“I’m yours,” she said softly, our eyes locked. “What should we tell my dad?”
“Let’s not worry about that now and focus on us,” I suggested.
I didn’t want to talk about her father, especially after what we did last night and being with her naked in the bathtub. I’ll need to think about what we’re going to tell him before he finds out from someone else.
“Okay, let’s focus on us.” She leaned forward, her soft, plump lips pressing on mine in a slow, sensual kiss.
She pulled back, the feeling of her lips lingered on mine. “Let’s enjoy the bath, get some breakfast, and head home. I’m sure Skip and Oreo miss us and want us home.”
She flashed her beautiful smile then kissed me again. I can’t get enough of this woman.