Chapter 9 Cecilia
CECILIA
Iknew it was too good to be true, to have someone like Leo have feelings for me, to want to be in a relationship with me.
Was he just using me for his pleasure and stringing me along?
I thought that the connection we felt was deep, but I was a fool to think that way.
I feel so stupid to fall for Leo. I’m sure he really just thinks of me as a kid.
I rushed home, tears streaming down my face. Oreo’s sitting on the passenger seat, whimpering.
“I’m sorry, girl. I know you wanted to stay there as much as I did, but it’s over now. We can’t go back there,” I tell her, gripping the steering wheel and focusing on the road.
I pulled into my driveway and got into the house hastily, not wanting my neighbors to see me upset and crying.
It took me a few minutes to finally stop the tears from flowing.
Looking in my bathroom mirror, my eyes were puffy, and my skin was red and splotchy.
I sighed, feeling defeated and embarrassed.
Was I that na?ve to think Leo actually cared for me romantically?
I changed into an oversized t-shirt and was ready to get into bed, hoping that when I wake up in the morning, this was just a nightmare.
The doorbell rang, startling me as Oreo barked, running toward the front door. I followed her and looked through the peephole, finding the big, brawny man that I fell in love with, standing on the porch with his dog.
I didn’t want to see him, but I knew that if I didn’t open the door, he’d wait there until I did, and I didn’t want my nosy neighbors seeing him.
Opening the door, his gaze met mine, his blue orbs filled with sadness.
His hair was ruffled, and a frown appeared across his face.
I stepped to the side, letting him in. It hasn’t been even more than an hour since I left his home, and he looked like a mess.
“What are you doing here, Leo?” I asked, pursing my lips and keeping a good distance between us.
“I wanted to talk to you about what you saw earlier,” he started. “It’s not what it looks like.”
I scoffed, crossing my arms in front of my chest. “You can honestly tell me that your ex-wife’s lips weren’t locked with yours?”
“It was—”
I shook my head in disappointment, my heart shattering at his confession. “Please leave.”
“I wasn’t done talking,” he said, matter of factly. “I was saying that it was, but I didn’t initiate it. Kristin did, she wanted to get back with me.”
I gazed into his blue eyes, searching for any dishonesty. He took a step forward, but I didn’t move.
“Please believe me, Cece. I would never hurt you,” he said, his eyes pleading for me to believe him.
I didn’t see any ounce of dishonesty about him. Why shouldn’t I believe him? I’ve known Leo all my life, and don’t think he’s ever lied to me or my parents. He’s been lied to by his ex-wife.
“I believe you,” I said, reaching out and cupping his cheek. “I’m sorry I just left. As soon as I saw you with another woman, I thought I lost you forever.”
“I’m sorry, baby. I pushed her away and told her to leave and never come back.
She threatened to expose our relationship to your dad, but he has no reason to believe her.
I called her bluff.” He snaked his arms around my waist, pulling me toward him until my body touched his.
“I rushed after you, but you left already.”
“I didn’t think you wanted to be with me anymore—"
“I’ve fallen deeply in love with you, and can’t stand the thought of you not being in my life,” he confessed.
We stared at one another, his eyes filled with concern as he waited for me to respond.
“I love you, too, Leo,” I professed, my lips tugged up in a smile.
His expression relaxed, and a wide smile curved on his lips before he leaned down and pressed his lips on mine in a scorching kiss.
His tongue swept along the seam of my lips, urging me to part them.
Once I did, he didn’t hesitate to tease my tongue with his, moving in a sensual dance, twisting and curling around one another.
I couldn’t hold back and a moan escaped into the kiss, giving Leo the opportunity to deepen it, his tongue exploring my mouth.
I was breathless, needing to come up for air, but I didn’t want to release our kiss.
I needed to feel him close to me, a reassurance that he wanted me.
Leo pulled away slowly, smiling against my lips. Then he scooped me up in his arms, hooking one arm under my knees with the other holding my back. I circled my arms around his neck, holding onto his tightly as he made his way up to my bedroom.
I peppered kisses along the curve of his neck, gaining a low groan from him.
“If you keep doing that, I’ll fuck you right here on the staircase,” he growled.
I giggled. “That doesn’t sound bad. I don’t mind.”
“We’re not doing that…yet.” He glanced down at me, smirking. “I’m taking you to bed and going to make love to my girlfriend before I fuck you on every surface of this house.”
His steps hastened, pushing us through the doorway, then kicked the door shut. He placed me on the bed, pulling my shirt over my head, leaving me in only my panties. His eyes darkened, filling with desire as they lowered at my tits.
“You’re so fucking beautiful, baby,” he grunted, his eyes lifting to meet my gaze.
I smiled, my cheeks heating up, blushing.
He stood by the edge of the bed, and I crawled toward him before I sat on my knees.
Gripping the hem of his t-shirt, I pulled it over his head.
My hands ran down his chiseled chest, the softness of his chest hair tickling my palms. I felt every groove of his muscles flex underneath my fingers as it made its descent to his waist. I did quick work of undoing his belt and fly, then pushed his pants along with his boxer briefs over his hips to his mid-thigh.
His hard cock sprung free from its confines, pointing directly at me.
I licked my lips, watching his tip leak with moisture, then snapped my eyes up to him, gazing through my lashes. He looked down at me, his blue eyes almost black. I wrapped my petite hands around his length, a hiss leaving his lips.
“Not yet, baby. I need to taste you first. I’ve been craving for your tight cunt all week.”
He moved me until I was laying on the bed then trailed kisses down my neck to my chest. He pulled my nipple into his mouth, licking and sucking my tip before moving onto the other breast and giving it the same attention.
I moaned, arching my back and running my fingers through his hair, then pushed his head to my tits, encouraging him to devour more.
His hands traveled down, cupping my covered pussy.
“You’re so wet for me,” he growled, moving down and examining my sex. “Look at how soaked your panties are, sweet girl.”
His fingers hooked under the waistband of my panties and pulled them down and off my legs. A low groan rumbled in his chest as he stared at my soaked pussy.
“Fuck. Looks so fucking delicious, and it’s all mine.” He licked his lips, then lowered and licked up my slick slit.
He ravaged my pussy, his tongue swirling up and down until he reached my sensitive nub.
Flicking my clit with his tongue, I felt a rush of desire run through my body, making me moan loudly.
I squirmed and he gripped my hips, holding me still, his tongue moving faster, moving me to the brink of exploding.
“Fuck, I’m coming,” I whimpered, my core clenching.
He sucked my clit hard, and I teetered over the edge, crying out his name. My body shook with my release, my hands clenching fistfuls of his hair, tugging on his strands. He growled, the sounds vibrating against my pussy. He lapped up my cum as I came down from my high, trying to catch my breath.
Leo sat up, his scruff glistening with my juices, his lips swollen. He looked so erotic and so sexy, then hovered over me, his lips crushing mine. Our tongues twirled, giving me a taste of myself.
I pushed on his chest.
“It’s my turn. Lie down, baby,” I said.
He laid on the bed and I sat on my heels between his spread legs.
My hands wrapped around his erection, then he closed his eyes, groaning as I leaned forward and licked pre-cum off his tip.
As I stroked his cock, my tongue swirled around his bulbous head before I wrapped my lips around the tip and lowered.
The heady scent of his cock filled my nose, wetness pooling between my legs as my arousal increased.
I took his big dick into my mouth inch by inch until I felt it hit the back of my throat, making me gag.
He growled, his hand running through my hair and fisting the back of my head.
He guided my head at the pace he liked. I bobbed my head up and down his length, my hands moving in tandem with my mouth, spreading my saliva all over his cock.
“Fuuck, just like that, baby,” he groaned. “You suck my cock so good.”
My clit was pulsing, arousal increasing between my thighs. I was aching to feel his cock inside me.
“I’m going to come soon,” he grunted, holding my head as he thrusted his hips, fucking my mouth.
I felt his cock swelling inside me then he thrust once, twice, and stilled, feeling his hot seed go down my throat as I swallowed every drop. I pulled off him then opened my mouth.
“Such a good girl,” he praised as he cupped my jaw and swiped his thumb across my bottom lip.
My heart swelled with making him proud of me for being able to please my man. My man. He was finally mine, and no other woman was going to come between us. He loved me as much as I loved him.
“Baby, I want you to ride me,” he growled, his eyes intense and hungry.
I didn’t hesitate. My legs straddled his hips then I lined up his tip at my entrance. I lowered down, filling my pussy with his hard cock. My breath hitched at the same time he hissed.
I stayed in place, letting my pussy adjust to his thick cock.