I place my fingertips on his mouth to shut him up.
The time for talking has passed.
Leo
She smooths loose strands of hair out of my face, and I have no fucking idea what’s going on, but the look in her eyes ismaking me hard as granite, and there’s nothing but a thin white sheet to hide it.Shit, she’s going to notice, she’s going to -
There’s a fire in her eyes that’s never been directed at me before, and now I am wide bloody awake, holding my breath to see what she does next.
She doesn’t make me wait long at all. Her splayed fingertips run from my shoulders and down my chest, making my muscles jump with the longing burning through my veins at her touch. When she reaches the tops of my thighs, she pauses, and my throat goes dry. I can hear my own heartbeat pounding and pounding, and I must be dreaming.
At this rate, I’d happily spend the rest of time like this so it can never end. I’d spend decades in a coma for its sake.
Slowly and gently, she pulls the sheet sideways so it drags across my already sensitised cock. My breath hisses through my teeth, but I don’t stop her. I couldn’t if my life depended on it.
And then I’m naked. Just sat here, naked on my bed while Sadie Stewart bites her lip at the sight of my erection jutting between us as it starts jumping with my racing pulse.
I have never been laid bare like this before. There’s nothing I can hide; I’m painfully aroused, my unabashed adoration centre stage and hers for the taking, and no doubt shining out of my eyes as I look at her. She has her hair half up, which is one of my favourite ways she wears it, and her sundress is tiny and, from the way her nipples are showing through the material, she is not wearing a bra, and moreover, she’s just as turned on as me. I know she’s not cold.
Nothing happens for a few seconds…
…and theneverythinghappens, all at once and with an intensity that even I’ve never experienced until now. Like my whole life has been leading to this one explosive moment.
We crash together as she pulls my neck towards her, our mouths devouring each other in long, deep, pulling kisses thatmake me light headed. Just like at the wedding, she tastes better than I ever dreamed she could, and as she straddles me, clawing at me to get closer and closer, I pull the straps of her dress down roughly until her breasts are uncovered.
Oh my god.
They’re the most perfect handful. Her nipples are pierced, the delicate silver rings surrounding the tips like stars, and I can’t stop touching them as we kiss, torn between keeping my eyes open so I don’t miss a second, and closing them in helpless bliss. I roll one of her nipples gently with my thumb and forefinger, and pinch the other between two fingers, tugging gently on the fine silver. The moan she lets out pulls an answering one from me, and my head is empty of any thoughts other thanmore, more, MINE…
And then she lifts up, yanks the gusset of her panties to one side, grabs my cock, lines me up, and…
FUCKING HELL.
In one swift glide I am sheathed to the root inside her, and my eyes close so tightly that all I can see is whiteness, like sparks behind my eyes. It feels so unimaginably good that I growl, capturing her mouth again in a kiss as brutal as the sensations that start gathering much too fast in my loins. Oh,Christ in heaven help me. I’ve got to hang on, or I’ll embarrass myself entirely.
She grinds against me mercilessly, her head thrown back in a way that leaves her throat bare and vulnerable to my biting kisses, and our moves become fitful and instinctive. There’s nothing neat and tidy about what we’re doing. This is as animalistic and primal as fucking ever gets, her chasing the orgasm I’m determined to give her, me hanging on for dear life to avoid mine until she’s satisfied.
I grab her ass. She pulls my hair. I bite her lip. She bites mine back. Our tongues tangle together, and the feel of her slidingwetly over my dick has it swelling to the point of madness. I move with her, matching her thrust to thrust and doing everything I can to hit the right spots inside her, because I want her to be as spellbound as I am.
And then, thank you holy fucking Jesus, I feel the first flutterings of her orgasm pulsing around me. And the second she starts making sexy, earthy cries against my mouth, I let go, groans being ripped from my throat as I pump a desperate release into her in the hardest orgasm of my life. The feel of her milking me through it has me growling again like a wild animal, to the point that I almost want to bite the back of her neck as a feral claiming. I’m seeing stars. I’m struggling to catch my breath. Aftershocks run over me and through me like electricity, wringing every drop of pleasure out of this moment, and as she climbs off me I’m hard pushed not to grab her and put her back where she was because she can’t slam onto me like that and then leave, not ever.
We lie next to each other on the bed, panting, and my head is spinning, incredulous and confused and delighted. “What…what the fuck just happened?” I ask, still gasping. I lift up on my elbow so I can look down at her, study her, figure out what on earth that was all about and how I can make it happen again. Would kisses be welcome, or was this all she needed?
She stares up at my ceiling and shakes her head a little. “I just…” I’m gratified to see that she’s still catching her breath. “I justreallywanted to.” She smooths her hair out of her face with one hand and closes her eyes as she eases back down to earth from a highIgave her.
And I will never forget the way she looks right now. It’s a sight I never thought I’d see, one I pictured often. But the reality…my wildest dreams had no clue.
I think on her answer for a moment. “Oh. Well…fine, then. Anytime,” I reply lamely. And because words aren’t my friend atthe moment, I lie back and pull her close, into the crook of my arm, and let the moment be, hoping like fuck it will last.
CHAPTER NINE
Sadie
When I drift awake, I’m still in Leo’s room. It’s still very early, not even dawn, but a few birds have started singing just outside the window. I roll over, and there he is, dozing with his back to me. I’m almost fully out of the sundress by now, and I wriggle until it’s dropped on the floor, easing my knickers down and dropping them in the same place.
So now I’m fully naked in Leo’s bed, and the thought gives me a heady thrill. Last night was fantastic. I mean, obviously. That was inevitable. The man has a reputation all around town as an excellent lay, and it’s fully justified, but it’s way more than that. His cock was the perfect length and girth forme, and did everything right, to the point that I actually came on him. It’s been a while since I had an orgasm I didn’t give myself during sex, and even back then, at the start of my relationship with Peter and with a few partners before him, it was only ever through oral sex, never penetrative. But on Leo, I was able to grind it in just the right way for just the right amount of time,and with the mad flurry of passion kicking things up a notch, climaxing was almost too easy. That was unexpected.
And thinking about it has made me want to do it all again.
