Chapter Twenty-Three
After falling into a heap on the leather, I suddenly fought to catch my breath. The last half hour had finally taken its toll on me. I’d stood at an altar where my groom-to-be was shot by my father only to have the man I love sweep in at the end and save the day.
“You’re my hero,” I said to Leo.
“Like I would’ve ever let that bastard kill Rafe.”
“I’m talking about how you swooped in like a knight in shining armor and saved not only your brother, but the damsel in distress.”
“You’re too ballsy to ever need a knight.”
“That’s not true at all. I need your emotional strength more than anything you could physically do. But don’t ever forget, you stepped in front of me, not Rafe, when it truly counted. That’s what makes you a hero.”
He preened under my compliment. “I suppose what I did today was heroic.”
I laughed. “Now that I’ve convinced you, don’t go getting the big head.”
He shifted on the seat to press his body closer against mine. “You always give me the big head.”
“Would you be serious for just a minute? We both just experienced something life-altering.” Holding out my hand, I showed him how I was trembling. “See how I’m freaking out?”
“It’s the adrenaline. It’ll run out soon,” he reassured me.
“Yeah, well, I think it just shows I am a damsel in distress.”
“Why do you think I wanted to be alone with you?”
“So we could fuck. You said so yourself.”
Leo shook his head. “Because I was falling apart on the inside, and you’re the only one who could put me back together.”
My heart melted at his words. Leaning over, I cupped his face in my hands. “I feel the same way.”
Leo’s intense gaze dropped to my lips. “Can I kiss you again, wife? Or should I say, can I kiss you for real?”
A shudder ran through me at his request. “Yes, please.”
Dipping his head, he brought his hungry mouth to mine. The moment his lips touched mine, I moaned. Our first kiss as man and wife had been reverent.
This kiss was positively debauched.
It was wet tongues battling each other. Teeth nipping and nibbling. Harsh breaths of pleasure. Hands sliding up and down bodies.
I knew the kiss differed not just because we weren’t in church anymore. It was about once again how close we’d come to being denied the other. I was his wife, and he was my husband. Nothing like marriage contracts or family honor could part us ever again.
Except the baby in your belly.
That thought doused me with cold water as a revelation went off in my brain. Deceiving Rafe wasn’t the same as deceiving Leo. While I cared for Rafe, I didn’t love him. I feared Rafe learning the truth because of what he might do to me.
Everything about that situation was amplified ten times with Leo. My heart was on the line as well as my life. I wouldn’t be hurting just a man I cared for. I’d be devastating the man I loved.
For a moment, I tried losing myself in Leo to push those agonizing thoughts from my mind. I brought his hand to my breast, urging him to touch me. As he squeezed me over my dress, I didn’t feel any pleasure.
Pain twisted its way through my chest. It was so intense it affected my breathing. The air started depleting faster and faster from my lungs.
In a panic, I shoved Leo away. Gasping for breath, I clung to the lapels of his tux.
Through heavy-lidded eyes, he asked, “Drea, what just happened?”
“I…I just need a minute.”
He gave me an apologetic look. “I’m sorry. Did I come on too strong?”
I patted his chest above his heart. “No, no. It’s all just overwhelming.”
Leo’s brows furrowed. “I’m overwhelming you? Shit. You’re right. I was totally crushing you. Give me a sec, and we can put you on top.”
When he raised up, a laugh bubbled out of me. “Leo, can you stop being heroic for a moment?”
Appearing clueless, he replied hesitantly, “Maybe.”
“Sometimes a woman is so overwhelmed by what she’s feeling that she just needs a minute to collect herself.”
“Okay. Right.” His expression told me no woman had ever needed a minute with him. Instead of putting on the brakes, it had been full steam ahead.
I ran the back of my hand across his cheek. “There’s a lot we don’t know about each other. Things that we’ll learn with time. The first thing you need to understand is that sometimes I spend way too much time in my head listening to voices of doubt.”
There’s no doubt about it. Leo might not be Rafe, but you can fucking bet his reaction to you passing a bastard off as his own will be the same.
Disastrous.
After eyeing me inquisitively, Leo nodded. “I get that. I do the same thing sometimes.” He leaned his forehead against mine. “Then we’ll help each other tune the voices out.”
“I’d like that.”
He drew a lazy circle on my arm. “Can I kiss you again?”
“Yes. I’d like that.”
When I started to lean up to bring my lips to his, Leo pulled back. Before I could ask what he was doing, he dropped down onto the floor in front of me. Gripping the hem of the dress’s skirt, he started sliding the fabric up my legs.
“You asked to kiss me again?”
“But I didn’t specify where, did I?”
My breath hitched at the feel of his breath on my thighs. “There is no way this is going to work in this dress.”
“Where there’s a will, there’s a way,” Leo teased before his head dipped under the hem.
After making quick work of stripping me of my thong, Leo spread my legs.
His warm breath hovered over my core. Since I couldn’t see him beneath the yards of satin, I had no idea what he was about to do.
He placed tender kisses along the insides of my thighs.
At the feel of his teeth sliding on the sensitive flesh, I shivered.
At his love bite, I shrieked more in surprise than pain. Leo planted gentle kisses over the spot he bit. Drawing in a breath, I waited in anticipation of his next move.
Then I felt moist heat against my pussy. As Leo’s tongue licked languidly up my seam, I arched my hips against his face.
Desperate to watch as he devoured me, I started balling up the dress. As the satin slid over the top of Leo’s head, his face was exposed. After giving me a lopsided grin, he asked, “Were you afraid I was going to suffocate? Because trust me, death by pussy is a hell of a way to go.”
I laughed. “While the thought had crossed my mind, it was more about getting off on watching you eat my pussy.”
With an exaggerated groan, Leo’s eyes rolled back in his head. “Fuck me, Drea. Don’t ever stop with the filthy talk.”
Staring up at me, Leo held my gaze as his tongue flicked back and forth across my folds. Heat burned through me at the erotic sight. “Mmm,” I murmured as his warm tongue worked over me.
After a few more teasing licks, Leo placed his mouth fully on my clit before sucking it into his mouth. “Oh fuck!” I cried.
Instead of stopping, Leo continued to lap and suck my clit. Gripping the armrest with one hand, the other went to Leo’s hair. My fingers slid through the silky strands before gripping them tight.
Desperate for more pleasure, I began rocking my hips against his mouth. Leo took it as an invitation to place his hands on the back of my knees before pushing my thighs obscenely wide apart.
Glancing up at me, he then pursed his lips before spitting onto my pussy. His finger then began mixing his saliva with my arousal. I mewled with pleasure as I arched my hips against the friction of his fingers rubbing my core.
Just as the walls of my pussy began to flutter, he pulled away, causing me to shriek with frustration. “Patience, my greedy little whore,” he murmured.
His words froze me. Marco had never said something so degrading to me. He had a praise kink, so I was always a good girl. Not a greedy whore.
Leo cocked his brows at me. “What’s the matter? Has no one called you that before?”
“Never.”
He thrust two fingers inside of me. As he began pumping them in and out, he said, “You’re taking my fingers like a good whore.”
Although I hated the word, my body immediately reacted, which caused me to turn my head away from him.
Leo's free hand came up to jerk my chin. “You look me in the eyes when I’m fucking you.”
“I don’t like that word,” I spat.
“Yes, you do.”
I shook my head furiously from side to side. “No, I don’t!”
“Then why is your cunt weeping for me?”
“It’s your mouth and your fingers.”
“It’s my words.” His hand slid from my chin down to my throat. “You’re not just any whore, Drea. You’re my whore.”
With a pant of pleasure, I jerked my hips up to meet his fingers. “Your cunt that’s swallowing my fingers is my cunt.
“Yes, yours.”
“And when you come, it’s only for me.”
I gripped the headrest so hard my knuckles turned white. “Yes, Leo. Oh God yes.”
At the furious plunging of his fingers, a squelching noise echoed from the back of the SUV. I should’ve been embarrassed, but it felt too fucking good to care. Pinching my eyes closed, my head lolled back. “I’m close…so close.”
And then his fingers froze.
Desperately horny and trembling with need, I once again yanked the strands of Leo’s hair. When I caused him to wince, I said, “Your whore commands you to make her come.”
The erotic look that glittered in his eyes caused the walls of my pussy to clench. “Jesus, woman. You’re going to suck me dry and then fuck me straight through the mattress, aren’t you?”
With my free hand, I started moving his wrist to where his fingers slowly eased in and out of me. “If it means I get to come, you can bet your ass I’ll do it.”
He gave me a sexy wink. “I am one lucky, lucky man.”
“You’ll be even luckier if you make me come.”
“Why’s that?”
“Your greedy whore wants to suck on your cock.”
“Fuck, I love you.”
Once again he began to pump his fingers, but this time he brought his mouth to suction my clit.
It didn’t take long to send me over the edge.
I screamed as I slammed my hips up and down to rub my pussy against his mouth.
My walls convulsed and convulsed. I didn’t know if they would ever stop. Not that I was complaining.
When they finally did, I collapsed back against the seat, limp as a rag doll. Out of hooded eyes, Leo somehow managed to produce wet wipes from one of the pockets in the door.
“How much sex are you having in this SUV if you have cleanup on hand?” I asked.
Leo snorted. “For a mobster’s daughter, you sure are naive about some things.”
“What do you mean?”
He waved the wipe at me. “These aren’t used for cum cleanups. They’re for blood and other bodily fluids from when we take care of business."
I wrinkled my nose. “Ew.”
“Just giving you the facts.”
After wiping my arousal from his hand, he then brought one to my thighs. He made quick work of them before bringing it to my pussy. After only a few seconds of cleanup, heat began burning again.
I couldn’t ever remember being this horny. While I wanted to think it was all Leo, I couldn’t help thinking about what I’d read on my pregnancy app on my burner phone. Apparently, many women experienced a high libido in the early months of pregnancy.
Sitting up in the seat, I brushed his hand away. “I think that’s enough.”
He gave me a seductive smirk. “Was I getting you worked up again?”
After the things I’d just said and done with Leo, I shouldn’t have been embarrassed. At the same time, heat tinged my cheeks.
“Hey now, don’t be ashamed of feeling desire. Especially for your husband.”
“I feel like I want to rip your clothes off right now,” I admitted sheepishly.
Leo laughed. “That’s how I feel each and every moment I’m with you.”
“Seriously?”
“You’re under my skin.”
At the feel of his bulge on my leg, I leaned over to cup him through his pants. “After all this time, I’m ready to see you and taste you.”
Leo threw his head back with a groan. “You don’t know how long I’ve waited to hear that from your lips.”
“And you don’t know how long I’ve wanted my lips on your cock.”
He gave me a lazy grin. “There’s my dirty talking girl.”
“How are we going to do this?”
“Trade places with me.”
Although I wanted to argue that in this dress, it was easier said than done, I didn’t. Somehow Leo maneuvered past me to hoist himself up on the bench seat. Then I slid to my knees on the floorboard
Leo held onto my waist as I swept the layers of the dress behind me so I could turn to face him. When I finally got into position, I was almost in a sweat.
Leaning over, I brought my hands to his waist. Quickly, I unbuckled his belt and unzipped his fly. As Leo lifted his ass, I eased his pants over his hips and down to his knees.
When I stared at his cock, I couldn’t help but swallow hard. He was definitely the biggest I’d ever seen outside of a porno. He could seriously do some damage to my vagina.
As I continued staring at Leo’s cock, he brought his hand to stroke it. “Like what you see?”
“Mm, yes. It’s just…”
He eyed me curiously. “What?”
“I’m a little worried about taking you.”
“Aw, you say the sweetest things.”
“I’m serious.”
With a cocky smirk, Leo said, “Am I the biggest you’ve ever had?”
“While that’s none of your business, yes, you are.”
“All Neretti men are insanely hung.”
“Good to know I wouldn’t have been disappointed with Rafe,” I teased.
Leo shuddered. “Don’t mention him like that. You can’t imagine how fucking agonizing it was having to imagine Rafe touching you like I wanted to touch you.”
I brought my hand to Leo’s cock. After unwrapping his fingers from around the hard shaft, I replaced them with my own. He sucked in a breath when I jerked my hand up his length.
“I’m yours. I’ve always been yours. It would’ve been agony for me to have to endure Rafe touching me when it was you I wanted.”
He gave me a genuine smile. “Then show me my cock belongs to you.”
“Yes, sir,” I replied with a wicked grin.