“What are you doing?” he demands.
I don’t answer him because I know he’ll refuse. As I kneel between his legs, my lips press gently against his bare skin. Each kiss is slow and lingering as I make my way down the dips of his abs.
He props himself up onto his elbows and gives me a wild look. “Trinity, stop. You don’t have to.”
Looking up at him through my lashes, I find him sexy, his wild hair doing something to me. His eyes travel my body, leaving a path of heat wherever they linger. My hands slowly slide his boxers down. I tease him with my eyes and wandering hands.
My lips press a kiss firmly below his sexy V-line. God, this guy is so defined. He makes me want to drool. I glance up at him and find his jaw clenched tightly. His chest rises up and down fast as he stares at me.
I look down at the stiff member in front of me. When I wrap my hand around him, Leonidas lets out a groan. I keep my focus as I slowly move my hand up and down his shaft. Leonidas swears when my lips wrap around his hard erection. I suck, running my tongue over the tip. He tastes salty, a familiar taste.
“Trinity,” he breathes out.
His eyes don’t leave my body as I lean forward to take him deeper into my mouth.
My lips stretch around his hardness. I want to take as much of him as I can. My tongue grazes along the bottom as I pump the base of him with my hand. I have to force myself to slow down at the feel of him in my mouth.
Leonidas is losing control, flexing and unflexing his body. Seeing the tortured state he’s in urges me to go faster, harder. His entire thickness fills my mouth until he hits the back of my throat. His warmth and hardness make me feel like I’m losing control. Leonidas grunts as I drive my head forward, down his entire length.
“Just like that, baby,” he groans, breathing hard. “Fuck, don’t stop.”
I know he’s close when his hand in my hair tightens. A low growl leaves his lips, and he throws his head back. He’s hard in my mouth, rocking slightly. He searches for a release. With one final gentle stroke of my tongue against his tip, he jerks as his erection twitches before he releases, riding the wave while I keep moving over him, loving the sounds he makes just for me.
Popping my mouth off his semi-hard erection, I swipe a hand across my face with a smirk. I let my hands travel up his chest. Leonidas takes a sudden sharp breath in as I take off my shirt, revealing the lacy red bra he loved the night he packed my suitcase.
“Holy shit,” he grunts and reaches for me. My hands push him away, and he frowns. “Let me touch you.”
Placing my ass on his groin, I grind slowly. “Nope. It’s my turn today. I’m in charge.”
“To hell with that,” he grumbles and grabs my hips firmly.
Placing my lips against his, I whisper, “You want me or not?”
“Keep it on.” He nods toward my bra.
I nod and reach over toward my nightstand. Pulling my drawer open as quietly as possible, I let out a quiet pant when Leonidas’s hot mouth travels to my chest. He grips my covered breast and kneads his thumb over my hardened nipple.
Grabbing the small square package, I rip it open with my teeth. Scooting down his body, I slip the layer of protection on. Moving toward him, I secure my legs on either side of him. Looking down at our bodies, he presses a thumb against my clit. Moving like a tease around me as he watches my expression. Reaching out a hand, I grip his hardened dick, needing it inside me now. His erection rubs against my heated softness, making me jerk. Leonidas makes me breathless—the way he looks at me, the way his hands linger on my body, and his strained voice. He consumes my thoughts, and I know he feels the same.
My lips connect with his again as I place my hands on his broad shoulders, and I lower myself onto him. I groan as I feel my walls being spread and stretched. An intense pleasure fills me when I take in Leonidas’s full length. Leonidas relaxes his hips back down when he lies flat on the bed with me on top of him. His fingers quickly pull the sheets up to my shoulders, hiding me.
I’m nervous. The last time we had sex, he had full control. Now, it’s me on top of him. I can’t help but feel insecure when he’s below me, looking all sexy. Sensing my anxiety, he grabs my bottom to drive my hips forward. Groaning softly, he throws his head back while I rock against him, finally finding a rhythm. I gasp into his shoulder every time he thrusts against me, pushing our groins harder together. Easing my pace, I watch as his thickness reappears below me, glistening in my wetness.
Leonidas’s fingers tighten on my hips. “You’re going to kill me, going that slow.”
Pushing back down on him, I take him deeper, harder, faster. My eyes roll to the back of my neck as he hits my G-spot.
His lips suck my neck as he tries to muffle the sounds coming out of his mouth. Getting lost in the feeling of him, I let out a moan. I open my eyes in confusion and spot the smile on his face. He has his hand covering my mouth.
“Baby,” he says sternly, “we have to be quiet.”
He lifts his face and covers my mouth with his lips. I cling to the back of his neck as Leonidas moves my hips faster.
“Fuck,” Leonidas mumbles, shutting his eyes. His forehead deeply creases while he sucks on my bottom lip.
A mumble from across the room makes us freeze. His hands clasp my hips down when I try to move them.
Shit.
