Chapter 9 Cecilia #2
“You’re so fucking tight,” he groaned, then I rocked my hips, creating the much-needed friction of my clit with his groin.
Moving my hips back and forth, I moaned, loving how full I felt as our bodies joined together. I lifted up, then lowered down his length, keeping a steady rhythm, his hands grabbing my hips.
“Feels so good,” I moaned, raising my arms up and running my hands through my hair.
“You’re so fucking sexy, baby,” he growled, his piercing blue eyes searing into mine.
My hands caressed down my body, cupping my tits and playing with my nipples. A low growl rumbled in his chest as he continued to gaze at me, watching every movement.
I alternated between rocking my hips and bouncing on his cock, his hands guiding my movements. Our moans filled the air, mixed with the sounds of skin slapping skin. I was getting close to reaching my climax, pleasure growing in my core.
“I’m going to come soon,” I whimpered.
Placing my hands on his hard chest, he moved my hips faster, panting.
“Fuck, I’m coming,” I cried out, my pussy clamping down on his cock as I threw my head back.
My body shuddered as wave after wave of my orgasm of the night ripped through me. I leaned down, burying my face in the crook of his neck as I rode out my high.
He wrapped his arms around me, and with his dick still inside me, he quickly flipped us over, his body over mine. His lips crushed mine in a kiss that stole my breath away, then he trailed kisses along my jaw before pulling away, his blue eyes focused on mine.
“As much as I want to fuck you hard, baby. I’m going to make love to you first,” he told me, adoration in his eyes.
I smiled. “Show me how much you love me, baby,” I purred.
He pulled back then punched his hips forward until he reached the hilt, making our breaths hitch. His mouth captured my lips again, kissing me passionately. My heartbeat sped up as the pleasure started growing inside. Leo thrusted, keeping a steady pace, filling me up completely.
Our sensual sounds resonated against the walls, the musty scent of sex thick in the air. He sat up, gripping my hips; his chest was glistening with a sheen of sweat. God, he was gorgeous. Then he moved my legs until my ankles were resting on his shoulder, making my entrance a tighter fit.
“Faster…harder,” I whimpered. “Oh God.”
My walls were pulsating as I chased another orgasm, heat rushed through my body.
He grunted with every punch of his hips, leaning forward until my ass lifted off the bed, my feet above my head. This position hit me deeper, feeling so damn good.
“Fuck, baby. You’re so fucking tight,” he groaned.
His cock was throbbing and swelling inside me, our breaths mingled as we panted.
“I’m coming,” I cried out, fisting the bedsheets as I reached my climax once again.
I let out a strangled cry, my back bowing off the bed, my body shuddering as I came so hard I saw stars.
He continued to thrust then slammed into me, roaring my name as he came inside my pussy, his cock jerking with his release.
He collapsed on top of me, our bodies slick with sweat.
Our chests heaved with our panting, then he pulled out rolling onto the bed.
He left to my en suite, returning with a damp towel and cleaned me up before cleaning himself.
He tossed the towel on the floor, then joined me in bed, gathering me in his arms, the heat of his body comforting me. I sighed, cuddling into him.
“Can you stay the night?” I asked, my voice soft.
“Of course, baby. I wouldn’t want to be anywhere but here with you.” He kissed the top of my head.
“I love you,” I tell him.
“I love you more.”
My eyelids were heavy, slowly closing them as I drifted off to sleep with a smile across my face.
I stretched my body, which was slightly sore from all the lovemaking.
We woke each other up throughout the night, giving each other oral pleasure before we fucked some more, but also testing every surface of the house.
My favorite was in the kitchen when I went to grab some water for a break.
Leo followed me downstairs and took me right on the kitchen island, whispering in my ear that I was his as he thrusted into me.
When we finally got back to bed, we fell asleep in each other’s arms again.
My stomach grumbled, forgetting that I didn’t eat dinner last night after running out of Leo’s house.
“Good morning, baby. Hungry?” he greeted, his voice filled with sleep.
I tipped my head back, looking up at him. “Good morning, baby. Yes, a little. I didn’t eat dinner last night.”
Soon after, I heard Leo’s stomach rumble and I giggled. “I guess you’re hungry, too.”
“It seems that I am.” He chuckled. “But you know that I ate something else throughout the night that was just as delicious.” His voice dripped with a hint of mischief.
I sat up, lifting my eyebrow high, smirking at him. “Yes, you did, but I’m not complaining.” Then I leaned down, placing a gentle kiss on his lips.
“I’m going to cook us breakfast. I’ll let you know when it’s ready,” I told him.
“Hopefully not too long. We’ll need to eat soon to get more energy so I can take you on the kitchen island again.” He smirked with a wink. “Maybe this time I will lay you down and feast on you for breakfast.”
A warmth spread across my cheeks, blushing.
“We need food, baby.” I giggled. “I won’t take long.” I gave him another chaste kiss, then put on my oversized shirt and panties before going downstairs.
Oreo and Skip greeted me, jumping as I walked through the kitchen. I put a bowl out of kibble and water for both of them, then started on our breakfast.
The doorbell rang, the dogs barking and running to the door. Who the heck is visiting me this morning?
Going to the door, I checked the peephole, and my body stiffened. Shit. My father was here. I pointed to the kitchen and told the dogs to go over there, but they didn’t move. Fuck. I needed to calm down and act cool. I took a deep breath in and exhaled as I unlocked the door and opened it.
“Hey, Dad,” I greeted him, kissing him on his cheek.
He stepped inside the house. “Good morning, sweetheart. I tried calling you last night, but couldn’t get a hold of you. I wanted to make sure you were okay.”
I was more than okay, I was fucking your best friend all night.
“I’m sorry, Dad. I was really tired and knocked out early,” I told him, lying to his face.
His eyes furrowed, looking past me. “What’s Skip doing here?”
“Oh, I’m just dog sitting,” I lied, feeling guilty.
He nodded. “Oh, Leo never told me that he was going somewhere to need someone to watch Skip.” Dad eyes narrowed on me, his lips pressed together.
“Umm—”
“Why is Leo’s car here?” Dad asked.
Fuck. Think fast, Cecilia.
I opened my mouth, but before I could say anything, Leo walked down the stairs, just in his boxer briefs, interrupting us. “Baby, do you need help with breakfast?”
Then Leo froze as he stared at my dad, whose face was turning crimson, glaring at Leo and clenching his jaw.
“What the fuck’s going on here?” My dad’s voice boomed, echoing in the foyer. “Are you fucking my daughter?”
Dad strode toward Leo with determined steps.
“Michael, let me explain—”
“You motherfucker. You’re taking advantage of my little girl!” Dad yelled, throwing a punch at Leo.
“Dad, stop!” I screamed, tears rolling down my face.
My father continued to spew curses at Leo, punching him at the same time as Leo blocked them. Leo was able to get some punches at my dad, my body shaking with anxiety as I watched the two men I loved fighting.
Dad stepped back, his face red, knuckles bloody. “I don’t want to ever see your fucking face again!” he yelled at Leo, who was on the floor, holding his jaw.
“Dad,” I said, going toward them.
My father scoffed, glaring at me, and walked past me. He walked out of the house, slamming the door behind him.
“Dad, wait!” I cried out, sobbing.
It was too late. I heard the tires of my dad’s car screeching as I watched his car speed away through the window.
I rushed to Leo, cupping his face.
“Are you okay?” I asked.
“I’ll be fine,” he said, wiping my tears with his thumbs. “Maybe your dad’s right—”
“No,” I deadpanned. “We love each other, and I don’t think we should stop seeing one another.”
Leo let out a loud breath.
“We just need to find a way to make my dad understand our relationship,” I said.
Leo nodded. “He’ll come around. We just need to give him some space.”
I nodded, agreeing with him. I hope my dad will understand and accept this relationship soon.