Chapter 22 | Leo
Leo
After my meeting with Michael, I headed to the office to complete some paperwork.
We received a tip from the NYPD about a body that had washed up on Jones Beach, and I was dispatched to the scene.
A twenty-year-old woman had been sexually assaulted and murdered, her body bloated as it rested on the shore.
Such a waste of a life that had barely started.
I let Katia know I’d be home around seven and finished processing the scene with Jermaine. After returning to the office to complete my initial notes, I wanted to leave the day far behind. Tomorrow’s meeting with Michael and Marco would be intense, and I needed to be fresh.
As I drove home, I imagined having Katia wrapped around me in our bed; her scent surrounding me as she cuddled into my side. Falling asleep with her was the favorite part of my day—followed closely by making love to her before we fell asleep.
Arriving home, I parked in the driveway and double checked the gate locks. Entering through the kitchen back door, I held my phone in my hand as I finished a text to Jermaine.
“Katia? Dima?”
The house was silent, so I walked to the living room, wondering if they were watching TV. Stepping inside the threshold, I froze, my mouth falling open as my phone fell to the carpet.
“Well, hello, agent,” Katia said, her voice sultry as she sprawled on the couch in some sort of dark lacy thing that hugged every curve of her gorgeous body. “How was your day?”
I worked my mouth, but words failed me as I gazed at the most beautiful image I’d ever seen.
Chuckling, she rose and sauntered toward me. Turning away, she slowly bent over and reached for my phone. Her ass splayed high in the air; the globes barely covered by the skimpy lace. Unable to control my hands, I reached for her, rubbing my palms over her ass.
The lacy material was silky smooth, and she purred as I caressed her.
She picked up my phone and straightened, placing it on the side table before facing me. Lifting to her bare toes, she pecked my lips. “Do you like my dress?”
“Jesus. Fucking. Christ,” I whispered, unable to utter anything else.
Her sultry laugh surrounded me as she tugged me toward the couch. “I’ll take that as a yes.”
She unbuttoned my shirt, pushing it off my shoulders and discarding it before reaching for my belt. My fingers flew to help her, and she stilled them.
Lifting those fathomless green eyes to mine, she softly commanded, “Let me. I’m taking the lead this time.”
She didn’t have to tell me twice. My pulse pounded in my ears as she removed the rest of my clothes, leaving me naked as she stood before me. Placing her palms on my pecs, she gently pushed me to sit on the couch.
“Where’s Dima?” I asked, my voice gravelly.
Katia smiled. “He’s at Bianca’s for the next few hours. The house is all ours.”
I reached for her, splaying my hands over her hips as my cock hardened to the point of insanity.
“Am I dreaming? Holy shit, this is so hot.”
Leaning down, she ran her lips from my jaw to my ear. “This is your reality now. I’m the only Playboy bunny you need,” she rasped against the shell of my ear.
“Fuuuuck...” I growled.
Drawing back, she gazed into my eyes as she lowered to her knees. Placing her palms on my thighs, she slowly glided them higher as I sucked air through my teeth.
“I haven’t gotten to play with you a lot,” she said, her fingers wrapping around my dick as she licked her lips. “But I’m going to fix that tonight.”
“Katia...”
“Shh...” she said, squeezing my shaft as I groaned. “Let me love you, Leo.”
The words shot straight to my pounding heart, especially since neither of us had said the L word since our conversation in the den.
Leaning forward, Katia pressed her lips to the top of my cock, her hand holding the base as she gazed up at me. Extending her tongue, she licked the length, and my hips jerked toward her.
Forming a sexy grin, she opened those perfect lips and slid them over me, enveloping me in her warm mouth as my body threatened to inflame. She sucked me firmly, her hand jerking the shaft as her other hand cupped my balls.
Lost in the erotic image, I thrust my hands in her hair, holding it away from her face so I could watch her devour me. She purred against my cock, her saliva coating the sensitive skin as she hollowed her cheeks.
The suction felt amazing, and I tightened my fingers in her hair, holding her still as I began to move my hips.
She moaned against my cock, allowing me to hold her steady as I fucked her mouth. God, she was every wet dream I’d ever had rolled into one, and I struggled to last so I could extend the pleasure.
“Fuck, baby, you have no idea how good this feels...”
She mewled as her lips curved around my cock.
“Yeah...take me deep like that...” I hit the back of her throat, and she nodded. Groaning, I slid deeper, pushing the head past the tight ring of her throat. It constricted my cock in the most pleasurable vise before I pulled back, allowing her to breathe.
She took a few sips of air and I pressed deep again as my moan vibrated through the room.
Needing more of her silken skin against mine, I popped from her mouth and grabbed her hips. Lifting her, I straddled her over my lap and reached for the top of the dress. Tugging it down, I bared her breasts and cupped one in each hand.
“I could’ve finished you off,” she said, her lips forming a pout.
“I want to play with you too,” I said, squeezing her breasts. Her nipples tightened under my caress, the hue darker there than the rest of her pale skin. “Jesus, your tits are gorgeous, baby. I’m so fucking obsessed with you...”
Unable to be civilized, I pulled her toward me and devoured her breast, drawing the nipple into my mouth as she moaned. I sucked her deep, my tongue licking the taut nub before flicking it several times.
“Oh, god...Leo!” she cried, her fingers tightening in my hair. “Mmm...don’t stop...”
My lips blazed a path to her other breast and I sucked her between my lips, dying to taste every part of her. I flicked her nipple with my tongue, bringing it to a tight peak as my fingers delved between her legs.
I ripped the thin scrap of lace that covered her pussy, and she laughed, her hair falling in a cascade down her back. “I guess that thong is done.”
“I’ll buy you a new one,” I muttered, gliding my fingers to her drenched slit. Overcome with lust, I surged two fingers inside her, preparing her for the rough slide of my cock.
“I need to fuck you hard,” I rasped against her breast.
“Yes!” she cried. “Whatever you need... I want it to be good for you...”
Moving my hands to her hips, I positioned her wet opening over the head of my cock. Gazing into her eyes, I whispered, “Fucking you is always good for me, sweetheart.”
My fingers dug into the soft flesh of her hips, anchoring her as I surged inside.
Her body bowed; those full lips emitting a soft moan as I fucked her with abandon.
Her pussy sucked me in each time, surrounding me in its tight warmth before I withdrew and slid home again.
Her hands moved to my shoulders; her fingernails digging into the skin there so deep that I could feel the impressions.
Leaning forward, I drew her nipple into my mouth again, sucking her deep as my hips jackknifed into hers. My cock was deeper inside her than it had ever been, and I was determined to make her come.
“Oh...that feels...” she rasped. “Leo, I’ve never...”
I continued the frenzied strokes, the angle allowing me to hit the spot deep within that would make her scream. My teeth closed around her nipple, and her body began to quake above me.
“So close...oh, god...it’s coming... I can’t...”
She exploded above me, her body jerking as she dove into the orgasm. Pure joy shot to every cell of my skin as her tight pussy convulsed around my cock. Every part of me was dying to give her pleasure, and I reveled in her cries of ecstasy as she trembled atop my ravaged body.
The base of my spine tingled, and I knew I was close.
Burying my face between her breasts, I pumped into her a few more times before the dam broke free.
Jets of sticky release shot from my cock, mingling with her wet essence as I emptied inside her.
Our bodies shook together, vibrating with pleasure as we groaned.
Labored breaths left our lungs as we clung to each other, our skin sweaty as we gulped in large sips of air. Katia placed a kiss on my hair, and I nuzzled the valley between her breasts, inhaling her scent.
My muscles quivered, losing some of their strength, and I fell back against the couch. Katia sprawled over me, my cock still inside her as she rested her cheek on the juncture of my chest and neck.
I ran my palm over the soft skin above her breast, lowering to cup the mound and run my thumb over her still-puckered nipple.
She shivered, shimmying into me as she sighed.
“You’re so pretty, sweetheart,” I said, tenderly caressing the skin around her nipple. “I’m so in love with you.”
She lifted her gaze to mine, her eyes rapidly filling with tears. “Leo,” she warbled.
“That’s supposed to make you happy,” I teased, softly kissing her lips. “Don’t cry.”
She slid her palm over my cheek. “What did I do to deserve you? I don’t understand...”
“Love isn’t about that,” I said softly, grazing the backs of my fingers across her jaw. “It’s so much more than that.”
A tear glided down her cheek as her lips trembled. “Leo...”
Pressing my finger to her lips, I shook my head. I could see that she was struggling with emotion, and I could also see the love shining in her eyes. The words could wait. I wanted her to feel safe, and I knew they would come eventually.
“I’m good, baby,” I murmured. “I see you.”
Her throat bobbed as she swallowed thickly.
“Let’s shower before Dima gets home.”
We slowly rose and headed upstairs to shower the day away. Katia cleaned up our clothing afterward, and I made us some soup for dinner.
Dmitry eventually made it home, devouring a bowl of soup even though Bianca had fed him dinner. Once he was asleep, we headed to our room and crawled into bed.
Katia splayed over me; her thigh draped over mine as her fingers sifted through the hairs on my chest. I was right where I’d longed to be all day, and I closed my eyes, my lips curling with contentment as Katia began to softly snore against my chest.