Chapter 1 #2
Leo and I order our food and enjoy some light conversation, but our minds are on what we’ll do after dinner. Which hopefully includes being very naked; it’s been way too long.
Serial killers don’t usually have much time for sex.
Our food arrives, and both of us are lost in the deliciousness. This isn’t one of my restaurants, but I love the food here. I’ve tried to poach the chef multiple times, but he’s loyal to the owners, and I can respect that.
“Where’s your mind at?” Leo asks with a teasing smile.
“Just thinking about the food,” I reply, then look through my lashes. “Then you having me for dessert later.”
He unleashes his full megawatt smile, straight white teeth, and a twinkle in his pretty eyes. “Baby, I plan on having you for a full-ass meal later; I’m a hungry man.”
I lean forward again. “Why don’t we cut the shit and just get out of here?” I suggest.
He signals for the check, and we’re on our way to my beach house before too long. I keep it for reasons like this. It’s hard to bring a guy home with a bunch of dudes running around, scaring them off.
“Fuck,” Leo gasps out, pulling away from my mouth.
He has me against the door with my legs around his waist right after our shoes came off, kissing my lips like he can’t get enough. I’ve kissed Leo plenty of times, but nothing compares to knowing I’ll finally give it all to him.
He turns around with me in his arms and follows my directions to the bedroom. It’s a simple beach house with a cute kitchen, a small living room, and one bedroom.
I let my feet hit the floor when we get to the bed and look up at him.
His eyes are bluer now, showing he’s as ready for this as I am.
He slides his hands under my tank top, pulling it over my head, causing my hair to tumble around my face.
He starts laying open mouth kisses on the swells of my breasts where they’re spilling from my bra before moving down my stomach to the top of my jeans.
He lowers himself to his knees, undoing my jeans and shimmying them down my hips.
I brace my hands on his shoulders so he can pull my jeans over my feet, leaving me in nothing but my lingerie.
Leo sits back on his heels, running his eyes all over my body.
“Baby, you are gorgeous.” He leans forward, kissing my pussy through my panties, making me gasp his name.
He rises to his feet, jerking his shirt over his head.
I can’t resist reaching out and running my hands all over his hard body, watching a shudder run through him at my touch.
I smooth my hands down his perfectly defined pecs and over his abs which look like they’re cut from glass.
I notice a tattoo on his left lower ribcage that wasn’t there before, so it must be new.
He makes quick work of his jeans, leaving him in nothing but a pair of tight black boxer briefs showing off an impressive bulge.
He steps into my space, slanting his mouth over mine again, leading me backward toward the bed.
The back of my knees hit the mattress, and he follows me down, stretching his body over mine.
He grinds his hard cock against my panties, and I can’t stop the moan of anticipation that escapes.
He kisses me hard, stroking his tongue in and out of my mouth before pulling back.
“Did you wear this just for me?” he asks in a husky voice, running his finger down my cleavage, down my belly, and stopping right at the top of my panties.
“You like?” I ask breathlessly.
“Fuck yeah,” he groans, grinding into me again.
He runs his hand back up my body before popping the front clasp of the bra open, causing my breasts to spill out.
He latches onto a nipple with a harsh groan, sucking it hard into his mouth, making my back arch.
Lips still on my nipple, he brings his other hand up, rubbing my other nipple with the backs of his fingers.
He continues down my ribs, causing goosebumps to pop up on my flesh, then shoves his hand into my panties.
“Fuck,” I whisper when he circles my clit.
He lets my nipple go with a pop, sitting up on his knees and yanking my panties off my legs. I sit up, sliding my bra the rest of the way off, exposing me entirely to his gaze. He places a gentle hand on my chest, so I lay back down.
“Goddamn,” he rasps. He leans down, running his tongue from the top of my pussy back to my nipple, blowing a gentle breath on the wet skin, causing me to shiver.
He hops off the bed and shucks his boxers before climbing back on.
I catch a brief glimpse of his cock, but it’s enough to know that I will feel it in the morning, which is what I want.
He lays beside me, patting the bed on either side of his head. “Park that pretty pussy right here,” he says with a grin.
I laugh and get positioned over his face in sixty-nine. He doesn’t give me a chance to settle before he wraps muscular arms around my thighs and yanks my pussy onto his face, sucking my clit into his mouth.
“Oh fuck,” I moan, catching myself on his abs with my hands.
He doesn’t let up, flicking, licking, and sucking my clit into his mouth.
I reach down and wrap my fingers around his impressive cock, licking the precum leaking from the slit, listening to his breath hitch, his cock jerking in my hand.
I start with teasing licks around the head and then suck the head of his cock into my mouth while stroking at the base.
When his hips start bucking up, I suck him into my mouth as far as I can take him, and his groan reverberates across my clit.
His hips lift to push him further, and I relax my throat, taking him as far as I can, my lips meeting my fingers wrapped around the base.
The more I suck, the more he devours my pussy. The man has a talented fucking mouth applying just the right amount of pressure to my clit and knowing when I need his tongue and lips elsewhere.
It doesn’t take long before I can feel my orgasm building. I can’t stop my hips from moving, grinding down on his face.
“Yes, Baby. Ride my face,” he groans out, sucking my clit. Hard.
I let his dick go with a pop. “Oh fuck. Shit,” I pant out.
I sit back with my hands on his abs and start rotating my hips, taking all his mouth has to offer, which is a lot.
The thought of suffocating him flies from my mind when he anchors his muscular forearms around my thighs so I can’t move.
He switches his tongue from licking and sucking my clit to pushing into my pussy.
When he nips my clit, my release hits me like a freight train.
My body goes rigid, and stars explode behind my eyelids.
“LEO!” I scream, half collapsing forward on his stomach.
He continues to lick my pussy until I come down from my orgasm. He licks me from my clit to my opening, making me whimper from the sensitivity.
“Fuck, you taste good,” he says with a slap on the ass. Fuck. Did I dream this man up? “On your back,” he demands. “Condoms?”
I pull my wobbly legs from around his head, collapsing on the bed beside him, and point to the bedside table. He rolls over, rummaging through the drawer. He returns with a handful, tossing them on the bed beside my head.
I raise my eyebrow, and he chuckles a deep, delicious sound. “I can already tell once isn’t going to be enough, Baby.”
He positions himself between my legs on his knees, ripping a condom packet open with his teeth before rolling it on his cock.
Note to self: get bigger condoms.
He gazes down at me spread out below him with a look on his face I can’t decipher. It’s almost like awe. Leo is gorgeous, and although we never go into details, I know he doesn’t lack in the girl department. Leo can get any girl he wants with a wink and soft words in his slight country accent.
He notches himself at my entrance, sliding forward just a little, then places his hands on the back of my thighs, spreading me wider.
He slowly slides his cock in, causing both of us to groan at the invasion.
He teases me with short strokes before pushing his hips forward, driving every inch of his cock inside me.
“Jesus, you feel good,” he breathes when he’s finally fully seated.
I can only nod. It feels like he’s seated in my throat.
He stays still, letting me get used to his size, his eyes never leaving mine.
Then he starts to move, slow at first, his eyes tracking down to his cock disappearing where we’re connected, slowly dragging his cock back out before slowly pushing back in.
He lets go of my legs, leaning his entire body weight on me, linking our hands together and pulling them over my head. Taking my lips in a searing kiss, he pistons his hips in deeper, harder thrusts.
I rip my mouth away. “Holy fuck,” I moan, meeting him thrust for thrust.
“I knew you would take my cock so good, Baby,” he whispers against my ear.
Oh my god.
Why in the hell did I wait so long for this? We’ve come close more than once, but something kept stopping me. And anytime I put the brakes on, he never got mad or annoyed, no matter how hard he was.
He lays his forehead on mine, our hands still linked together. He moves his hips back and forth, rubbing my clit with his pubic bone. I squeeze his hands and spread my legs further apart. He pulls partially out before slamming back in, rotating his hips when he’s balls deep, making me gasp.
I can already feel another release building fast. “I need more,” I whisper. I’m all for the slow build, but I need this hard and fast. Leo pulls out and flips me to my hands and knees with no real effort, shoving back inside of me.
“Fuck, Leo!” I scream, fisting my hands into the sheet.
He’s so deep this way, but fuck, it feels good, that bite of pain and pleasure mixed. He latches onto my hips and starts pounding into me, grunting each time his thighs slap against mine.
I have to brace my arms to keep from face planting, the sound of our flesh slapping together and harsh breaths fill the room.
I lay my shoulder on the bed, reaching down to start circling my clit. My hips drop with the contact, and he jerks them back up with strong hands, never stopping his rhythm.
“Are you going to come on my cock?” he rasps.
“Yes. Yes. Yes,” I chant, rubbing my clit harder.
My whole body is tight as a bowstring waiting for that one thing to set me off when he slaps the top of my ass cheek, and I shatter. “Fuck! Leo!” I scream.
I clamp down so hard on his cock that his thrusts stutter.
He slams into me twice before he stills, buried as deep as he can.
He comes with a long groan, his fingers biting into my skin.
He collapses against my back, placing kisses down my spine.
He gives me one last kiss between the shoulder blades before collapsing beside me, pulling me, so my back is to his front.
“You’re fucking perfect, Baby,” he says, his hard breaths ruffling my hair.
I giggle. “Not even close, but that was incredible.”
He places a kiss between my shoulder blades again before pulling out. He pulls the condom off and ties it before tossing it into the wastebasket beside the bed. He rearranges us so I’m lying on his chest, his fingers making patterns on my back.
We lay there cuddled, getting our breathing under control. He clears his throat. “There’s something I want to tell you.”
I look up into his beautiful eyes. They’re starting to lighten back up to that color where you can’t tell if they are blue or green. “What’s that?” I ask, unable to decipher the look in his eyes.
“This isn’t because of what just happened. I felt it for a while.” He rubs his knuckles down my cheek. “I love you.”
My whole world stops spinning, and I freeze. Leo loves me? I search his eyes for the truth, and it’s staring right back at me. The ice around my heart melts completely. Now I know why I feel different about him.
“I love you too,” I whisper, and a smile lights up his face.
He kisses me softly, making love to my lips with his, and I feel how right those words are.
He gently kisses my lips before tucking me back onto his chest. “I’ve wanted to tell you that for weeks,” he says quietly like he expected something different, and I smile.
I start running my hand over his chest and that’s when his tattoo catches my eyes again.
I run my hand across his tattoo and notice it doesn’t look brand new, and I just saw him less than a week ago. It looks like a sniper holding a sniper rifle with a word written over the top in fancy script. I raise my head and look closely, and my heart sinks.
The word reads Perez.
As in the Perez family.
The Poletti’s biggest rival and the reason I lost my innocence at thirteen.