“What do you want?”
He licks his lips slowly as his eyes roam my entire body. Leaving a path of heat wherever they linger.
“I want a lot of things, love, but I don’t think we have that much time.”
I’m going to have a heart attack ...
His heated eyes find mine. A mix of confusion, confidence, and nerves invades his beautiful eyes. Squeezing my knees tighter, he rises higher onto his knees. “Fuck it.”
My breath is knocked out of me when his lips roughly slam against mine.
EIGHTEEN
TRINITY
Fireworks.
His arm finds its way around my waist, and he drags me closer to him with it as he sits on the couch beside me, moving my face with his motions. I sink deeper into his embrace, and his arms tighten around me, gathering me over his lap.
The sudden flare of electricity seeps through every single bone in my body. Leonidas’s soft, warm lips move against mine. He angles slightly to one side to deepen the kiss, and his tongue slowly teases its way into my mouth.
At this moment, it’s just him. He consumes me. How he feels, the smell of his cologne, and the little noises he makes at the back of his throat.
My arms slip around his neck, and his fingers dig into my hips. A low, raspy moan leaves his lips as we part for a second to change angles. I kiss him like my life depends on it. Because right now, it does. The way his lips feel against mine sends shivers throughout my body. I feel heat rise in my stomach as Leonidas brings his hands up to my cheeks, holding my face in place as he devours the remaining oxygen I have left in me. His kisses are raw, full of passion and aggression.
My skin feels warm as his body presses against mine everywhere. He lifts me up, grabbing my thighs, and pins me under him on the couch. When he pops his mouth off mine, I inhale as much oxygen as my lungs allow.
Leonidas’s lips attack my neck. Gripping my thigh, he hoists it over his hip. “You drive me insane,” he rasps.
I sigh when I feel his hot breath against my neck.
“I’ve been dreaming about this since the moment I laid my fucking eyes on you.”
Arching my neck up, I let him explore my skin more. “Me too,” I whisper.
“The things I want to do to you,” he grits out.
I gasp when he sucks on the base of my throat and then licks it slowly with a deep hum of satisfaction.
One second, I’m on the couch, nearly having a heart attack, and then the next, I’m in the air. With my legs wrapped around his defined waist, I tighten them when he continues sucking, kissing, and biting my neck. Gripping my butt hard, he makes his way up the stairs.
God, I hope Amelia and Elijah don’t hear us. But at this moment, I don’t care. Leonidas is all I can think about—the way he kisses me deeply, how his tongue battles mine for domination, the way my thighs instantly clench together when his teeth graze against my collarbone while I feel his breath on me.
Slamming his door shut, he drops me onto his bed and hovers over me. I wrap my hands around his neck, and he deepens the kiss and slows it down.
God, I can’t believe I’m doing this right now. I’m in the middle of having a make-out session with the guy I’ve been secretly crushing over. I’m in his bed. I know what it feels like to have his body overtop mine, and, yes … his lips are as smooth as they look.
Leonidas lifts his hand to cup my face, and his lips work smoothly against mine, causing me to melt.
His touch feels like electricity. His lips taste sweet. With his thumb, Leonidas strokes my cheek.
I kiss him back with just as much intensity. I move my hands up and grip his shoulders tightly, telling him with my touch how much I love what he’s doing.
This kiss is everything I dreamt of and more. My eyes open slowly at the loss of sudden contact. When I meet his gaze, his eyes blaze with mischief.
Holy shit.
Gripping my cheeks, he looks at me with a certain gaze that I can’t put my finger on. We did nothing, yet he’s in awe of me.
